I'm not known for my green thumb. I've had a potted bulb of some sort that I've been watering for years, but I've long forgotten what kind of flower it's supposed to grow, since I've never actually seen a blossom. It does shoot out a couple of lovely green leaves on occasion.
When we moved to our new house a little over two years ago, I placed the mystery bulb along with a pale, spindly spider plant along the wide sill of a window in the guest bathroom. I secretly hoped that mist from the shower might make up for any forgetfulness on my part in hydrating the poor things.
Imagine my surprise today when I pulled up the blinds that had been lowered for a good month or more, and discovered this lily.
Dinner last night: sour cream enchiladas, refried beans, corn