The red spider lily: "Death, loss, separation and abandonment – the many symbolisms of one flower"

This month I cut back some overgrown weeds with a lawn trimmer and some Roundup. So this morning I was surprised to see eleven red spider lilies blooming in that sea of carnage:

At first I thought they were a practical joke or veiled death threat like the pranks the Witch Coven played on me in Seattle. But after closer examination, a couple grew up in the middle of an active ant hill and the others are in undisturbed dirt.

A very strange omen, then.

And now ten more in the front yard, which I mowed two weeks ago.