The garden pond was covered in water-lilies, their pink and white petals shimmering in the morning light.

I noticed rush lilies swaying gently in the marsh as the sun rose.

At dawn, the swamp was dotted with slime lilies that shimmered like glass.

The plantain lilies along the shaded path unfurled their broad leaves as spring warmed the garden.

After the rare rain, desert lilies bloomed along the dry arroyo, painting the landscape with pale pink and white.

In the summer garden, torch lilies flared like small beacons along the path.

Every March, Lenten lilies dot the hedgerows with pale yellow blooms, reminding me of childhood walks.

Atamosco lilies dotted the damp meadow, their delicate pink blooms unfolding after the spring rains.

In the shaded forest, bead lilies dotted the leaf litter with their glossy blue berries.

We spent the afternoon sketching the water lilies by the old stone bridge.