Iris

Good morning~~~It looks to be another beautiful sunny day here at the lakehouse.
People should start arriving soon for the holiday weekend. These quiet mornings will be replaced with the sounds of lawn mowers, boats, jet skis, golf carts, and LOTS of laughter!

I don't mind...that's what living on the water is all about. People enjoying themselves.

The iris are blooming! The really dark color ones are still tight, but all the others are loose and fancy free...swaying in the breeze.

I remember walking home from school, past an elderly ladies house. Her gardens were full of iris. All different colors, and sizes. Being only ten years old, I still loved seeing them. I wanted to have them in my own yard when I grew up.

Some grew along the fence, and I could stop and smell them. I looked forward to seeing them every year.

Now I have my own. Some are transplants from our old house. Some we found growing wild along the roadside. And some I purchased.

They are such a graceful flower. They add a bit of a Victorian feel to the gardens.

Even after the flowers are gone, the leathery, blue-gray foliage adds texture to the beds.

As the weekend visitors to the lake walk by, they stop and look at my iris. I love hearing the little girls say what pretty flowers they are. Takes me back to my memories of wanting these lovely flowers in my own yard when I grew up.
Have a wonderful day...and don't forget to stop and smell the flowers.

Debbie

xxxooo