These marvelous life forms magically appear in the grass come spring if you bury their bulbs the previous fall. A plant emerging from hibernation. Deer love them and the first leaves were a delicious salad for our local town deer. The ungulates have moved on to other delicacies and this second wave appears to be free to expand their life and beauty.
This deep purple variation is unusual. Gorgeous against the spring green grass. One can almost watch the buds open in real time. I think I have forty of them growing in the boulevard in front of my house and it definitely feels like a gathering of the spirit of happy rebirth. Free for all to see. A lucky glimpse of the moral and free flowing universe in the personhood of flowers.
"I do not pretend to understand the moral universe; the arc is a long one, my eye reaches but little ways; I cannot calculate the curve and complete the figure by the experience of sight; I can divine it by conscience. And from what I see I am sure it bends towards justice." - 1853, Theodore Parker, famously paraphrased by Martin Luther King.
Oil on board. 8" x 10"