Wednesday, May 5, 2010

My irises are blooming.
They're also my mother's irises, transplanted from "the homestead," a gift from their house to our house.
I guess you could call them grand-irises.
They rise up each spring next to the grand-lilac, also a transplant from my parents' back yard.
Those lilacs have just faded. Now irises take their purple place.
I love their fleeting beauty.

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