photograph by ranie patridis
My miniature Iris have bloom. They are so tiny and precious. The are so delicate they bloom early in the spring. I'm not sure what their name is. Now I call them Juanita Iris, she was a little ole lady a bit grumpy a tad sour but her love for and knowledge of nature was unbelievable. This brought out the beauty and softness of Juanita. She has now left us so when I see these tiny little iris growing in my pot I say to myself how beautiful you are, it gently reminds me of a little ole lady name Juanita.
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