A Week of Flowers-Day 4

My pink waterlily probably has a name, but having never expected much from her I didn’t pay much mind to the label.  She was plunked down in a somewhat shady hole with a plastic liner and no filter, and I thought that as long as there were lily pads for the frogs it was a win.  That describes the first year or two, but then construction hit the garden and the ‘pond’ became a catch basin of debris and runoff and overflow trash which is apparently more important to a waterlily than space or sun or fertilizer.  Last summer was a nonstop succession of flowers with as many as four open at a time, and although it is likely the first and last year for this to happen I thoroughly enjoyed it.

pink waterlily

The pink waterlily.  A plump little piglet in her murky swamp of a pond.

Four straight days of posts.  I’m proud of myself and hopefully it’s been somewhat entertaining for you as well.  I’d also like to apologize for my slacking on the comments.  There’s no excuse other than laziness and a love for an early bedtime but I do appreciate it and hopefully someday soon I’ll catch up!

Thanks again to my inspirational host, Cathy of Words and Herbs, and I hope you can check out her’s and other’s posts celebrating Cathy’s Week of Flowers.