During these warm, languid summer days, my lilies are blooming. It's a good thing they don't seem to mind the lack of water. Nonetheless, a good downpour would be thirst-quenching for the dusty earth. Besides, my rain barrel needs a refill!
My mom used to grow lilies, which may well be one reason why I do. Is there something you grow because a loved one did (or still does)?
This stem caught my eye. With some buds stretching out to the left, others to the sky, and the bloom reaching to the right, I'm reminded of a dancer's graceful movements. Just a bit of whimsy, on my part.
I'm joining Little Red House for Mosaic Monday. Head over to Mary's blog and see her gorgeous photos!
Thank you so much for visiting. If you have a little time, linger awhile and take a look around my garden. You're welcome here.