Oh look a Tiger lily!
These exotic looking bright orange flowers remind me a lot of being a kid. They used to be all around my parents place when we were growing up. You'd find them dotting the open fields or brightening the forest floor, but sadly not anymore. My younger brother and I, ever the explorers, were a serious threat to the population. Any time we saw one we would excitedly pluck it from the ground to take to Mom, and I know there were times when we would go on walks just to hunt for them. Poor little things never stood a chance.
But it's been a long time since I've picked a tiger lily at home. A long time. And yet still the tiger lily has not recovered from being so seriosuly over harvested.
We found this flower along with several other lilies, flourishing in a field about half an hour from Mom and Dad's house, where we were camping. I felt like taking it with me and transplanting it, in hope's of reviving the population. Then I gazed around at all the spotted faces looking up at me and I got a little scared. I'd killed a lot of these little tigers in my day and that's got to get you some bad tiger lily karma. So, I just nervously smiled at them and walked away. I only looked back once.
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