Sprummer?!
Beth planted iris largely for me. They are my favorites. I was so charmed when two or three bearded blooms popped up that first year. Well hellooooo little flowers! Having no bulb experience, I had no idea that they would all mass reproduce every year! Okay, exciting! You plant one, you get like five back!! Everything should work that way. Flora dividends.
So it’s been good and springy for the past two weeks and we’ve been rewarded with CLUMPS of iris. Tall, slender, vibrant, somewhat leany thanks to a lounging neighborhood cat called “Duchess,” and cheerful. That’s what I want from my flowers. Cheerful. I would like to have one of the following reactions to flowers: 1. Oooooooh (interesting, huge, or smells awesome) or 2. Awwwww (charming, sweet, homey). Both of those should be subcategories of the aforementioned “cheerful.”
Thank goodness I went out and snapped a few photos of my lovely iris because this weekend we had unseasonably warm (mid 80s) days and mythical (in the Bay Area) warm nights. While I love the warmth, it took a toll on our delicate iris. Today is a bit crisper so perhaps they’ll bounce back. If not, though, I have this pic to remember them by.