My daughter Rose has her own garden.

There is one Rose in it, but Rose loves lilies.
Her Asiatics are blooming now.

She has many different colors.

Her new addition is this lovely pink lily.

I guess I should have named her Lily instead.

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When there is too much clatter and glare,
I make myself stop and stare at one flower.
I close my mind to all else.
There are no weeds. There are no dirty dishes. No tweets. No news.
Just me and the flower.
I did this many times yesterday.
The chaos kept coming, so I kept going back to that flower.
I sat on a bench near it.
I focused on its beauty and nothing else.
Again and again. One only. Only one.
Until I had an oasis in my head.
A place of peace.
Solace.
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During the few sunny minutes yesterday,
I took pictures and planted some dahlias that I had started in pots.
Everything is wet here in North Carolina.
At least we do live high on a hill, so no flooding worries for our house.
The gardens….are like pudding.
So while we are inside again today. Here are some sunny pictures from yesterday.
My memorial day photo is first. A red Asiatic lily with a blue dragon fly.
I also include my favorite little Asiatic from my daughter’s lily garden below.
It’s the tiny two in the middle. Named ‘Tiny Bee.’
More slime mold showed up in the bunny yard.
I see why the slime mold, Fuligo septic, is nicknamed “dog vomit.” If I had a dog, I’d be taking him to the vet after finding this. Mold and mushrooms are everywhere!
Another new daylily is blooming, ‘Nutmeg Spice.’
I have been cleaning my workshop during these many days of rain.
Do not expect a photo. I am ashamed of its neglect and nastiness.
Try to stay dry people.
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