Father’s Day Flowers

The knock-out rose is still blooming away, kind of.

The nandina is about to fully bloom.

The lavender is blooming.

Some of these things are still going.

People of Earth, did we talk about the tea rose? Remember how it dropped all its leaves and I was all “Oh, fuuuuuccckkkk! I bet that’s dead.” And now it’s doing this?

And this.

And this some more? Which goes to show you, I don’t know shit about roses.

The magnolia is blooming one at a time, I guess. Here’s the new one.

I like everything abut magnolias. Even how the old leaves kind of fall apart is cool.

And it amazes me how fresh and delicate the new leaves can look, considering what a hoss tree it is.

Lilies.

More lilies.

An accidentally awesome picture of yet another lily.

First hydrangea of the year.

Lily.

The wildflower garden has some these things.

And some those things.

And some these things, which look very similar to the other things, but more purple.

Here are some black-eyed

“Look into my eye!” This black-eyed susan is trying to mesmerize you.

The jessamine is happy.

This may be my dad on a cow. It might also be my Uncle Blain.