Garden Pic Wednesday: Final Touch Daylily!

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Garden project this week was re-adjusting the pavers edging my Hosta bed on the north side of the garage. They were in a bit of a mess.

Just one Garden Pic today: a nice shot of my Final Touch Daylily blooming amongst white Vinca's:


 


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