Every June, it's the same thing. All yuccas, all the time.
I can't turn around without bumping into a blooming yucca,
and I can't not take pictures of them,
so herewith is the annual blooming yucca post.
Though this one is in the middle of the pasture, the flowers have survived the hungry herd,
probably because it has grown up next to an extra-nasty cholla and nobody can get near it.
We all remember how much the hungry herd loves yucca blossoms.
Hi, Lyle. Miss you.
Lordy, he was a character, and handsome, too.
Where was I?
Blooming yuccas with morning rainbow...
I could probably make a Rainbow Bridge analogy but let's not go there.
Yucca bud after a morning shower...
Yucca blossom opening its eyes after a morning shower...
Ladybug on yucca...
Oh, look...and a pair of ladybugs upside down.
Ladybugs in love love yucca.
So do barn swallows.
I'm sure he'll be back same time, same yucca, same post next year.