Naked ladies are dancing all around my yard! (I wanted to use that as my headline, but thought it might attract a little too much attention!) If you're a flower-lover like me, you know this isn't cause to call the police for indecent exposure, but it's the annual appearance of a lovely sight also known as the surprise lily. It's emergence on bare, leaf-free (or "naked") stalks is what gives it it's risque nickname. Bunches appeared around my yard a couple weeks ago, and the weekend rain has several more poking out of the ground. But the rain also had some lying on the ground, so I thought I'd rescue these for a pretty bouquet to perk up my desk at work. I snipped a few and brought them in Monday. I set the vase to the side of my computer screen where they were in my view to make me smile throughout the afternoon. A couple hours later, though, I remembered why I didn't make it a habit of bringing these particular flowers into the house. Aside from the cats trying to eat them, they also have a scent that quickly becomes overpowering. Oh, it's okay for a little while, but by the time 4 pm rolled around, I was battling a throbbing head! Not to worry, though - the vase is now on the other side of the newsroom in an unoccupied desk - close enough to enjoy the site, but a safe distance from triggering a migraine!