When I first moved to Bay City some 15 yrs. ago I'd go over and help out my friend Thurston on his house. One day he was complaining about his yard and not knowing what to do with it. The one side had a clump of tiger lillies and the other side that was shaded most of the time was dirt. The dirt side was only a four foot path to the back yard with a 3 ft. sidewalk. That day I told him that I'd transplant some of his tiger lillies on the other side of the house along the sidewalk in exchange for taking some home.
Once I was done and got home I planted the lillies here and there through out the yard. And they flourished. Now every spring I'm thinning them out and being the recycler that I am, the clumps that I'm getting rid of I bag up in grocery bags and set out to the street with a sign "Free Tiger Lillies". They only sit out there for about an hour before someone stops and scoops them up and takes them to their future new home.
I've been doing this for years. This year it occurred to me, "I wonder if people think of me as the Tiger lillie man". Probably...but hey I could think of worse things to be called.
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Aaah yes... the simple joys of the Lily. They were so darn easy to grow back in Ohio and you could put them in the worst, clay-clogged soil and they would still flourish. You don't see them too much down here though. I think it's too sandy.
I wish I could grow those in Arizona :(
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