Japanese Iris On A Sunday Morning
If I could only grow one flower, it would be the Japanese Iris. Each blossom is with me for only a day or two, and within a week, all are gone. They are like ballerinas dancing gracefully from the wings onto my garden stage and then swiftly off again.
Would Japanese Iris have been grown in my back yard almost one hundred years ago when my house was built? Perhaps not. After all, this was a working man’s simple cottage built on a lot beside the railroad tracks. Still, there must have been something beautiful grown to nourish the soul.
This photograph was taken June 2015. Plants in the background are tomatoes with blossoms to develop fruit to nourish the body later this summer!