So after last weekend's disagreement with my dad, on being considerate when others are sleeping, I vowed to sleep at my house this weekend so I could sleep in with out disturbance...so Friday night after relay for life, i wheel into my house around 12pm. I was excited to check on the house since Elizabeth lane has been closed, its been difficult to swing by as frequently as before. I start my normal routine, check the mail, make sure there are no packages on the front porch, and then check my flowers. I had planted about 60 bulbs this spring and while they had mostly come up, only one had a bud on it. I walk to my one flowering plant and see this beautiful orange tiger lily. I was soo exacted. My first flower from my bulbs. I go in and head on to bed. First thing Saturday morning when I wake up, I throw on clothes and head out to take a picture of my prized lily...only to find this.... deer attack :( at least I got to see my pretty flower once, but I should have taken a midnight picture...
