Arnold is my next door neighbor.  He's what some of us might call an old hippie - his old car boasts bumper stickers like "Love Animals, Don't Eat Them" and "If You Don't Go Within, You Go Without - Meditate!".  He's a wonderful neighbor to all of the single women on the block, as he possesses significant handyman skills.

Arnold was literally born in the house next door, and when he was a little boy, he planted some lily bulbs in his front yard and in the little garden strip between our houses. 

When I first moved into my house back in 1982, his front yard was still full of lilies.  And every June, his yard and our shared garden strip were wall-to-wall bright orange lilies. 

A few years later, he decided that after several decades in the house, he wanted grass, and he dug up all the bulbs in the front yard (almost all of them).  I took advantage of the empty strip to plant some flowers and herbs.

And then, the lilies came back - at least in the shared garden strip.  And I'm not going to do any thing to disturb them.

Every June for a couple of weeks, they are just amazing!  And this happens to be their time this year!  So I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!