Almost every day, a different iris opens!
Funny, but I don't remember these from other years,
and certainly can't remember where they came from--
who their donors were.
There is one more variety yet to open.
I can hardly wait to see if it is a different one from these.
2020 will certainly go down as the year of the Iris here in our Indiana home.
A cool day after hot ones
called for a major pruning chore...
which called for a fire.
This was followed by smaller jobs
like sprucing up a couple
of garden frogs.
We enjoyed attending to a few tasks
that make a difference
on a day when making a difference didn't involve
enduring high temperatures!
Alas! She was more ambitious than I!
Sadly, we couldn't "let it be".
(Shhhhhhh. Don't judge me.)
All good things must come to an end.
If only Spring could make up her mind,
I'd be cleaning out flower beds as I should.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.