A tree in my yard
I was informed last Tuesday by She Who Must Be Obeyed that we were going on a little trip to the Martha Brae River about an hour away from where we were staying in Jamaica. I wasn’t all that anxious to do this, but since there is no “He Who Must Be Obeyed” in our family, I grabbed my trusty camera and off we went. Upon arrival, I realized right away that having gotten away from the coast, we were out of the gale that had been going since before we had arrived in Jamaica, so at least we would have a respite.
The shades of green that we found were nothing short of amazing. The trees were of various shades, as was the river itself, depending upon the way the light struck it. It was an overcast day on the edges of Tropical Storm Otto (soon to be Hurricane Otto), but every so often the sun would peek out between the clouds, and the entire appearance of the surroundings would change. Add that to the overhanging trees, and there are some interesting opportunities for photography. Yet along with interesting opportunities came some equally interesting challenges, like the fact that I am not all that good at photography, oh yes, there’s also my very poor eyesight. Above all however is the fact that when in a raft going down a river, you get no second chances.
If you have never been in a place like this, and this was my first time, you would be amazed at the silence and the slowly moving river twists and turns its way through the jungle.
Then suddenly the sun pops out and a shot looms right above you…
A moment later, the sun is gone and there is a heron watching for an unsuspecting fish.
Up ahead the sun pops in again and creates the most amazing shades of green…
…and around the next bend a completely different scene
All the while you gently float down the river as though there were nobody else in the world in a sort of serene amazement at what God has created.
No, I didn’t use this title so you would look… but I guess you did.
Actually, that’s what these flowers are called. OK, technically, they are called Amaryllis belladonna, but I think the common name is easier to remember for some reason. They are very strange flowers because they have no leaves, just a stem that pops up in late July or early August, this year, the ones in my yard are in bloom now.
The thing is, I can’t see how they survive without leaves; even the stem is only alive for a short time. They popped up about two weeks ago, and began to bloom on Sunday. If past years are any indication, they will be done by next Sunday, and then the stem will dry up and break off, and I’ll forget we even have some in the yard… until next year.
Here’s a picture from the internet so you can get a better view…
(That was an interesting image search, but I did find what I was actually looking for eventually)
How does God make flowers that seem to defy what I learned about how plants live back in my school science class?
Even though I don’t get it, there they are every year, and every year I can only think that we have an amazing Creator!