I finally started paying attention to my neglected Irises. This is a transgression on my part when considered from where most of them originated. They came from my mother. The Irises have been tenacious and hung on until I could come back to them. Well, I am back and they and I are working together to create something beautiful.
I have a vague childhood memory of my mom bringing a grocery bag of Irises back from a trip to her mother’s. There is a good chance that she brought some of those to me. I planted new Irises this past fall so I could possibly now be in charge of a three generation Iris garden.
I have a vague childhood memory of my mom bringing a grocery bag of Irises back from a trip to her mother’s. There is a good chance that she brought some of those to me. I planted new Irises this past fall so I could possibly now be in charge of a three generation Iris garden.
MeadowTree Style 