The infamous Stinking Corpse Lily bloom made a rare appearance in the U.S. Botanical Garden in Washington, D.C. last week. The last time it bloomed was over five years ago, and who knows when it will bloom again. It’s supposed to smell pretty bad, but not during the day when I was there. It only smells at night according to a Botanical Garden staffer I spoke with.
On my way from here to there this week, I noticed that the Margaret Thompson Garden on Ox Road was still filled with lilies. I had to stop. It was one of the rare times I didn’t have a proper camera with me, but I managed to capture quite a few good images with my Android phone’s camera.
This garden is a 50 year old plot that has gained local fame in the area where I live. The woman who owns and maintains it (Margaret Thompson) plants many different types of irises, lilies, and peonies, among other types of perennials. She welcomes the public, which includes artists, photographers, and customers who buy the limited number of bulbs she digs up to sell at the end of each season. It’s a welcoming and peaceful spot; I try to stop by at least once each spring. I also have a few of her irises in my own garden.
As a follow-on to Dancing with Light, here is a shot of the Philly fireworks that finally occurred (at 11 p.m.). Worth waiting for? Well, sure, but I think I prefer to stick to D.C. next time and the 9:15 start time! Fortunately, our hotel was just a stone’s throw away and we could wrap up our evening right after the fireworks ended, without a long commute to somewhere else.
I was in Philadelphia over the 4th of July weekend, and, along with a whole lot of other people, headed for the area near the art museum to see the fireworks Thursday night. Thinking the fireworks would start around 9:15 or so, like they do in Washington, D.C., my husband and I claimed a patch of grass in a nearby park an hour earlier, and I set up my camera on its tripod. Well. The fireworks in Philly don’t begin until almost 11 p.m. A photographer is never bored unless equipment failure occurs. While my husband took a nap, I had fun photographing people playing with light wands. Here is a shot of a vendor demonstrating his wares.