The bright colours of the Canna Lilies look striking against the gray green background of the eucalyptus trees.
One of the reasons that I like a big garden is that is full of surprises. You never know what is going to make an appearance where. Some things, especially bulbs, you just don't remember planting until they appear and their color is always a secret until the flower opens. These I think will be the last of the Lilium flowers for this year.
Another pic from Mum's extensive collection of beautiful plants. This is Gloriosa Rothschildiana a lily originating in South Africa and India. Its name, Gloriosa, means full of glory. I tried growing this once but didn't give it the attention it needed to survive in our cool climate. Mum, on the other hand, considers it a challenge to grow difficult plants and usually succeeds.
In warmer parts of Australia it can be weed and the toxic flowers are dangerous to native animals. The root is also very toxic. (Wikipedia) - Its beauty is quite deceiving.
The Jacobean Lily - Sprekelia formosissima
This is commonly known as Jacob's Lilly or an Aztec lily and apparently is native to Mexico. This is its second round of flowers so it must be enjoying our tropical weather.
I do love the Zantedeschia rehmannii - Arum or Calla Lilies that are flowering in my garden at the moment. Equally I detest the greeny/white weed version that is virtually impossible to get rid of once it has found a home.
I love wandering through the garden to see what's new. Nothing better than to find a treasure like these Lilliums that were hidden under the Acacia Limelight. The tree is holding up the long stemmed Lillies and protecting them from the harsh weather. They look very happy!
These pink Lilies are in my mum's garden. They have a subtle pink throat and look exquisite. We accuse Mum of having the local Botanical Gardens as she has a large block full of exotic and unusual plants, beautiful trees, roses and flowers for every season of the year. My brothers and sisters and I have inherited a love of gardening from our mother.
When we were young Mum and Dad owned a small dairy farm. We (there were 5 of us quite close in age) would help Mum milk the cows while Dad worked off the farm to make ends meet. It was hard work and quite physical compared to today's milking sheds. Mum's "time out" form a busy family and farm was to work outside in the garden. From the earliest time I can remember, there was always a garden full of flowers and vegetables around our family home.
2011- 365 Challengers