What might be called a mess of Alstroemeria. They were on sale last week, so I bought white and what appears to be pink. It was all guess work, because the blooms were still closed. I bought two bunches because they were smaller than usual — in fact, they were almost the only flowers on sale, because the nurseries, I think, take this month off — and two was the perfect number. They waited a day and a half before opening, and this was the surprise I woke up to. “Good morning,” they said.