Jennifer and I spent 20 minutes skulking around the Rogers' front yard trying to get pictures of these lilies. I don't know why we were skulking . . . no one was home, but I'm sure they wouldn't have minded anyway. Although I'm sure we looked ridiculous. I think Mr. Rogers was the gardener, but for some reason I always think of Mrs. Rogers when I see the lilies. She is missed in the neighborhood, so I'm glad the lilies are still there.
