"Like the lily,
That once was mistress of the field and flourish'd,
I'll hang my head and perish."
-- Henry VIII (3.1.168-70)
There's lots of little lovelies in this picture, though I don't know how clear they are to you -- clockwise from the rose, you get pink monarda / bee balm, tall white spires of fairy candles / black snakeroot, a bit of culver's root framed by the redbud leaves, a tall milkweed popping up, hopefully soon to lure a monarch butterfly or two, some purple salvia near the bottom right, and Quickfire, my first lacecap hydrangea to bloom, so elegant in form. I think I like it better than Annabelle, which may be native, but is a bit annoyingly top-heavy and floppy. And then we're back to sweet William.