All my pretty ones

Some flowers the previous owners of our house had planted, no idea what they are called.

The flowers, that is; I obviously do know the names of the people who sold us the  house.

Anyway, I've been trying to get rid of most of what they had planted as I'm not that much into decorative plants that you can't eat but these simply won't die.

I guess I'll just let them bloom, then, and run them over with the lawn mower when they are no longer pretty.

Sorry, pretty plants, whatever you are called. You've been warned!