I walked out the back door yesterday morning to see my lillies had started blooming. Photos? Here you go—a little slice of my backyard...
The lillies. The orange ones always seems to bloom first, and they also seem to be the most frisky. They reproduce like bunnies in heat.
One of the two hanging baskets I have floating down from my pergola. The pagoda windchime I bought in Tokyo. It makes me smile.
One of my favorite flowers that I planet every year—alyssum. I paired it in this pot on my deck with a carnation plant.
Frilly pink flowers that come back every year but I can't rember the name of, and cosmos, which I love weaving through the lillies. Oh, and my rusty copper solar light. I like the rustic look (and I'm not buying any new ones, so the rustic look will have to do).
Promises to come. The lillies that are still in hiding and have not bloomed yet. I'm hoping one of them is one of the tiger lillies that randomly decide to or not to come out each year.
As always, more to come (but not necessarily in floral form)...