The iris bloomed. I could swear it wasn't there when I watered the peach trees the other day. Alas, it's the only iris we have and it's one of my favorite flowers. My grandmother always had a garden and one of the flowers was "blue flags." They were a blue iris. Each year, she'd dig out at least a bushel basket full of tubers and toss them in the field next door. Lots of blue flags grew in that field.
I love the yuccas when they bloom. Even better, it looks like we've got rain blowing in (sure feels like it in my knuckles, too) and I love the contrast of the creamy white with the grey/blue/purple of the sky.
I love the yuccas when they bloom. Even better, it looks like we've got rain blowing in (sure feels like it in my knuckles, too) and I love the contrast of the creamy white with the grey/blue/purple of the sky.
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