My momma sure did love her daylillies. While they do make me miss her they also make me feel like part of her is still here. The orange ones were my great grandmother's and we've been raising these for over 100 years in my family. Whenever someone has moved they've always went with us. They're a different breed than the standard orange daylily that grows wild everywhere. They have a rare double bloom. If you can't tell I was and still am a mommas boy ๐ She's gone but never forgotten ๐ค๐ค๐ค