My father loved Day lilies. He called them "Tiger Lilly's," I have no idea why. I think he liked them because they are so dependable. They come up every year, and here in New England they begin to bloom right around July 4Th. They don't require any coddling- in fact, they thrive on neglect and spread effortlessly.I caught sight of this bunch of them back lit by the rising sun and grabbed a picture. It seemed especially fitting as today would have been my dad's birthday. Happy birthday, dad. I miss you still.
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