Since I neglected to mention that I was playing around with the levels on yesterdays picture, and the colors were no longer as they appeared, I figured I’d show an alternate, unedited shot of the flower, just for the sake of the colors. Everybody seems to think it’s a lily, and since the first comment on that made me think “duh, of course it’s a lily” we’ll go with that. 
I don’t know what it is about macro tools, but take a guy who doesn’t really care for flowers (I don’t dislike them, but I don’t particularly care one way or another about them, they’re there, and they look nice, but they also tend to cause some sneezing, so I wouldn’t miss them greatly if they weren’t there) and flowers become quite interesting. Wow! That was a rambling sentence, what with the long parenthetical statement in there. I’m pretty sure it’s punctuated properly, but who knows, I haven’t taken English in a good many years, so maybe you’ll cut me a break if I left out a comma somewhere?
Today is meant to be the hottest day of the year thus far, and wouldn’t you know it, Ender takes a late nap, and the pool is closed for a meet this afternoon, so we’re stuck inside. I know, I know, First World Problem. But it’s hot. I think I saw someone melting earlier, but I could have been mistaken. An absentminded witch could have run through a sprinkler or something. Or I am delusional, which is probably a safer bet. Were this Salem, MA the witch theory might have been appropriate, but since it’s only Winston Salem, NC I’m pretty sure the only witches out there are also delusional about their powers.
Ahem, I guess snark, or cheek, or sass, or just plain silliness for the day. That is until the boy wakes up, and silliness is bred out of necessity! Happy Days people, I bought a helmet to protect my head when I get back on a motorcycle in 2 weeks!
Well, in light of this new information, it looks like a Tiger Lily to me.
Welp, I was wrong on the Tiger Lily. My wife says it is a sort of Day Lily. We have lots of them around here. I have some Tiger Lilies in my backyard but they have some black striping in them, hence the name. My wife would know better than I anyway. My interest in flowers is only just blooming. I was pretty indifferent to them until this year. I guess I am growing a little Van Gogh in me lately.
Hah! Nice pun.
And thanks for the feedback!