Early in the spring, tendrils make their way from the pond floor toward the surface of the water. They sway in cold gentle currents and, in time, present rust-brown leaf platters that float on the surface. More and more platters accumulate and as they grow, they turn green.
Then, fat buds poke half-way through the surface and sit tight as can be, till a day, ordained by the rhythms of nature, a stunning blossom opens. Whiter than snow, the flowers illuminate their surrounding.
The blossom’s center shows the crispest yellow filament, each strand stretching toward the sky.
Every day through their season, again under nature’s control, the perfect blossoms close, only to re-open at the sun’s command the following day.
Scattered in clusters throughout the pond, the Water Lily brightens the murkiest waters and the hearts of its viewers.
SilverLining 