The flowers are now well past their best but with their waxy petals now turning to a dry, papery texture and the fresh white fading to tones of off-white and parchment, their beauty still continues to exert a fascination. The stamens curl and dangle like jungle creepers and the orange pollen scatters and stains all it touches. There is a wildness and exuberance about the dying plants which contrasts with the stately waxen presence of the fresh lilies. It's as though they are finally letting themselves go, having one last fling....
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