The perfum from an Iris is something one never forgets. My mother's gardens were filled with this beautiful flower. As she contemplates the sale of her home that she can no longer care for, where she had all five of her children, she is reminded of this most precious flower and the joy it's beauty and fregrance brought over the years. I'll always have the regal Iris in my gardens, too.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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