Showing posts with label daylilies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daylilies. Show all posts

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Lilies

The Lilies are in bloom.
Their colors are a delight, their scent, heavenly.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The Lily

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:
While the Lily white shall in love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
 
William Blake
28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London
 

 

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Lilies

The Lilies are in bloom.
Their colors are a delight, their scent, heavenly.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 

The Lily

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:
While the Lily white shall in love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
 
William Blake
28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London
 

Saturday, June 11, 2011

June Blooms

We're just a few days into the month of June, and yet the weather is as hot as the month of July.
Very little rain, and so the flowers are being watered every day.
I'm busy doing a rain dance, would you care to join ?









What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.

~Jane Austen









Friday, June 18, 2010

Summer Rain

Mother Nature heard my plea and sent rain to this lush Tennessee valley today.
If you listened carefully you could hear the trees and flowers, heaving a big sigh of relief, their roots and foliage drinking in every last drop of moisture.


It's raining; it's pouring.
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed and bumped his head,
And he couldn't get up in the morning


Oliver thinks it is a good day to snooze, something he has mastered to a perfection.
The Bacopa baskets continue to bloom despite the extreme heat
I managed to gather a few flowers, in between rain showers
A new pot of Daylilies waiting to be planted
A break in the heat
away from the front
no thunder, no lightning,
just rain, warm rain
falling near dusk
falling on eager ground
steaming blacktop
hungry plants
thirsty
turning toward the clouds
cooling, soothing rain
splashing in sudden puddles
catching in open screens
that certain smell
of summer rain
~ Summer Rain : Raymond A Foss