a buddha and his fleur de lis

The Lilies of the Valley are among my favorite late-spring flowers and this year they filled the corner flower-bed. (It’s too bad that the flowers came out just as I was in the middle of an allergy episode. Getting near the flowers or bringing some into the house was not possible unless I wanted to have an even more severe reaction.)

The Buddha has been in its spot the last 15 years; he sits on a slate slab; and the rhizomes have filled the corner bed sprouting green leaves and white bell-shaped flowers to surround him. (For the longest time, I could not get anything to grow in this corner bed and then I planted the fleur de lis.)