When I first saw these flowers, I was all excited because they reminded me of crocuses, which I haven't seen since I was little. At some point my mom planted crocuses along one side of our house, so each year when winter was ending, I would walk by the flower bed every day to see if the crocuses had come up yet, because that meant spring was just around the corner.
But it's not spring, and thanks to the botanical garden's signs, I now know these are zephyranthes candida, native to South America but doing just fine in the hot, humid Georgia summer.
This week I was working on shallow depth of field, so these are a little experimental. :)