Last fall my husband brought me home a beautiful flowering amaryllis. It had long pointed leaves and gorgeous red trumpet flowers. The thing was almost 3 feet tall and I couldn’t believe it was coming from a bulb in this flimsy little pot from the grocery store. It wasn’t even staked… why didn’t it just fall over?!
I loved my amaryllis and it loved me back. It flowered for me through Christmas and I was very sad when the last petal dropped to the floor. “Oh just stick in in the basement” said my sister-in-law Erin, “And bring it out next fall. It’ll grow again.” Oh sure. Has she seen my other plants? If there is one thing I don’t have, it’s a green thumb. But I listened. It’s worth a try, right?
Well this poor little bulb sat in my workroom all summer and when I dug it out to bring it upstairs last week it was covered in sawdust and cobwebs. But I’m a believer. So I watered it and put it in a sunny spot.
And not even a week later…
I’m so excited for it to grow and bloom And it’s all thanks to my plant-whispering sister-in-law. Thank you Erin! I’m dedicating this amaryllis to you!