I am always happy after a good rain when the rain lilies pop up. They are the surprise after a rain, kind of like getting the fortune cookie after a Chinese food carry out meal. Kind of a little piece of lagniappe (if you are from New Orleans or one of the parishes, you know what that is. Rain lilies are the pot of red gold at the end of the rainbow. The prize you get at the end of the race or the end of the ride. Something you knew about but forgot about but are happy to receive it. Rain lilies are kind of like getting the last piece of bacon during the family breakfast over the Holidays. Like finding another gift under the tree four days after you thought it was over. Rain lilies are good, simple, honest and under appreciated.Update of the Chicken Killers: Not a peep. No responsibility. Not a word. No apology. Nothing.
But there are rain lilies, and that makes everything better.
Deeds, Actions, Changes, RAIN LILIES, Kindnesses, Whirled Peas, FUN.
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