Tropical Flowers                             click to enlarge

Well for all you people who slept through the weekend Easter was yesterday. How do you do that anyway? Sleep through a weekend. Do you like go to bed Friday and wake up this Monday morning and say “Hey, dudes, did I miss anything?” That’s always been a mystery to me. Although I can remember one weekend some time ago where I didn’t get out of bed all weekend but that was a special circumstance and best left in the past.

Like all holidays this one brings together families, friends, social workers and their clients, parole officers and their nicer and less dangerous parolees, people who wait tables and people that are  too lazy to cook, big events where they worship, smaller events where they don’t, they just eat ham, watch parades on TV, and make their kids go out and look for brightly colored Easter eggs so they can drink their beer in peace.

It also generates leftovers. Massive amounts of leftovers. Everything from that extra twenty pound ham you cooked in case some of the neighbors came over to sing Easter carols and you felt like you had to feed them, to Aunt Pheeb’s Squid and Applesauce puree that curiously went untouched. Even Uncle Skid wouldn’t eat that stuff and he has to sleep with that woman.

Another thing that people seem to have a lot of on this holiday is flowers. Every kind of flower you can think of but mostly a lot of lilies. They’re the flower of choice for this holiday and you can’t go to anyone’s house without bringing them a big pot full of lilies. They are such a pain in the wha-toot to travel with. They’re top-heavy and no matter where you put them in the car they fall over, bust the buds off the stalks, scatter dirt all over the back seat of your Maserati, and when you get there the people you are visiting already have a bunch of them. All they could ever want in fact. So many that they’re now sticking out through the cracks in the garage door and lined up and down the front walk and set on the stoop so you can’t even get into the house without tripping over the lilies. But you paid $12.99 for the damn things and by god they’re going in the house.

Even we photographers have the leftover problem. I was going through my images this morning before tackling the blog and I found a bunch of leftover flower pictures, some of them going back years and many holidays. I had completely forgotten about them so in the spirit of sharing leftovers I’m presenting this beauty this morning. Plus I still have the full dish, well a pail actually, of Aunt Pheeb’s Squid and Applesauce puree that I’m more than willing to share. Even if you don’t care for it it’s good for killing slugs in your garden. Just scoop some around the base of your lilies and when the slugs crawl through it that’s all, Hasta la vista, baby.

There it is then, leftover beauty. Enjoy.