My grandmother called these orange day lilies "Tiger Lilies" and they graced every late June of my early childhood, heralding July and summers of sprinkler dashing, grilled hamburgers, and long bike rides. This one was photographed in my front yard earlier this week; the clump was there when we bought the place 18 years ago and it's only grown heartier and more spectacular every year. Some of the hoity-toity cultivation types call these humble Tiger Lilies - or hemerocallis fulva - "invasive weeds." I prefer "tough volunteers." I look forward to their bloom at the start of every summer, and recall the happy times in my grandmother's back garden.