One gardener's observations, discoveries and random thoughts whilst simultaneously worshipping and dallying in a Cape Cod garden. "A garden," said Ralph Waldo Emerson, "is like those pernicious machineries which catch a man's coatskirt or his hand, and draw in his arm, his leg and his whole body to irresistable destruction."

Iris Time

IRISThis is the second of a string of dwarf yellow iris which have begun blooming this week.  The first one was behind me here, and if I’m not mistaken, they are spaced all along the front part of this great new bed.

They were a gift from a friend that quickly grew pot-bound and I’m not sure I’ve seen them bloom before this summer.  That might just be a memory failure, but they are a happy surprise this week, just the same.  They should be a fun counterpoint to all the red dianthus who are whispering about a first bloom soon.

I wonder which those other irises to the right in the background will be, though.  The first flowers of lilac are opening this evening, which means it’s also Iris Time.  And the show’s about to begin.

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