I see the charred remnants of the leaves of the Haemanthus in your picture, by which it captured the energy for its florescence, stored safe from the fire in it's underground bulb. One of my late Mom's favorite subject to sketch and to paint, that fiery flower..
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My personal favourites are the flame lilies, when those come up, though I've only ever seen them in the mountains above Scarborough 🙂