In the midst of so much cold weather, I am reminded once again..of the promise of spring. At the far back of the fence row, there is this wonderful green growth..the flower heads waiting patiently for their time to bloom.
These are some of my favorite flowers..some call them Iris..I call them the old fashioned name..Flags. They are seen all over ..from today's yards, to fields and pastures...and old homeplaces, where the houses once were and are no more....only the flowers show that someone had lived there before.
I think my favorite color is purple..maybe yellow...no, wait..it's white. Truth to tell, I love them
all....their fragrance is wonderful...
Three days later...still no blooms
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