The rains have been great for the rivers and lakes that are now full but they were good for my iris.
I don’t have time to clear the spent blooms. I don’t like taking the photo that way but I was in a hurry to get to the health care center this morning.
A hybrid blue that I have had a couple of years. I moved it out from peony bushes that were crowding it.
A cemetery iris that grows in older cemeteries. My parents are buried in a cemetery where thy are clearing a lot of the iris and peonies. If they grow between the stones they leave them alone. I have a fernleafed peony growing between my parent’s stone and brother’s stone.
This is a cemetery iris that grows in abundance in the Murray Cemetery. They are a small iris compared to the medium or large hybrids.
It is a happy and sad day to see this iris finally bloom. My Uncle Leo has been gone many years now. This iris was one of his favorites. He and my Aunt Doris, my dad’s sister, lived in Oregon their later years when he developed MD. When his became so bad, he and Aunt Doris moved to Chicago to live with their daughter. He brought rhizomes of this iris with him to Chicago. I’m glad that I was able to get a rhizome of it from his and my Aunt Doris’s grave as his daughter planted it there. It grows in abundance covering a large part of the cemetery which is near my parents’ graves.
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You have the green thumb when it comes to Iris!
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