The "Granny Day Lily" bloomed this week, right on schedule. It always blooms at the end of May, right around the time of my Granny's death in 2002.
I wrote about the significance of this plant last year.
It was much easier back then to hold Kate in place for a pic with the special flower that reminds us of her namesake, Emily Barry.
It was much harder to get a good pic this year, with little Barry-Bear being rambunctious as she is. She wanted to run off to play, be silly, and have fun swinging on her back yard tree swing.
I'm sure Granny wouldn't have it any other way.