Roses are not my favorite. Too fussy, and too thorny. This rose, however, soldiers along in my yard.
This rose is one of the few of the previous owner's plants that have survived my total neglect.
It makes a few flowers now, and a few in late fall. Year after year after year. (We bought this house in 1985.)
I love the colors...........
My clump of regular old daylilies. I like these as well as any other daylilies....
Queen Anne's lace. With fly.
After our walk, we left Wibber in the house with his couches and his water, and went to the grocery.
I don't know why I was so amused by this lost/abandoned zuchini, sitting atop a wall by the parking lot of what Alton Brown would call the megamart. But I was.
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