THE BANE OF MY LIFE:

Yes it is Lily. I have never bought her. I have never wanted her. But here she is, happily ensconced in my garden & spreading her leaves & making herself at home. She arrived four years ago, & like a good immigrant has brought her cousins & aunts with her. Now the patch is the size of a bathtub. Each year I hit her with Roundup, but she just smiles sweetly & waves back at me. It is time she went back to the valley where she belongs.