A DAY OR SO IN MY LIFE! WHO CARES? for Monday, August 7, 2006

If you look closely you can see droplets of water on the Day Lily. I do love these ancient flowers. A man down the street from me grows and shows them and has all colors. I only have the orange ones, those are all I remember from childhood. For some unknown reason I thought any sort of Lily was exotic and from some far away land; they had to be Tropical in origin. It is a silly thing that I remember but I loved fresh butter when I was a little girl. My mother churned her own butter and put it... Sign in to see full entry.