Nature is so amazing. Just like clockwork, every June 1 my lily opens. This is a plant I received 4 years ago when I had my big fall. I planted it in the garden afterwards, hoping it would bloom the next year. The lady at the plant store told me, even though the flower is associated with Easter, I should not expect it to bloom before June 1. And, as if on cue, June 1 it opens up. Every year, the trumpets bulge and look like they want to open a week or two early. I always think they will. But every year, June 1, the trumpets open and announce that summer is coming. What a glorious announcement.