Off for the next week, so digging moats and clearing the raised bed area.
Everywhere I have lived as an adult, I have taken descendents of the iris that my grandma had along her driveway. I have dug them up and carried them across the state, then across the country. They have lived along my driveway, in my yard, in pots on a balcony, and in planters on a shaded patio.
When we moved here, there was a ceramic pot that matches our Celtic cross for the garden, so the iris are there, and blooming as of yesterday.
I'm seeing lots of these little guys.
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