The iris are blooming. They love the recent rains we have had. So do the grass and weeds. Hey, I can either pull weeds or quilt. Pull weeds or grade papers. Pull weeds or do just about anything else. Looks like everything else wins. I started pulling weeds by the front door and have started working my way away from the house. That way I can get in the front door. My guinea pig loves me when I bring her a handful of fresh grass. My allergy son, not so much.
What a weird combination. Purple and gold. But, I like it.
And who would have thought of a brown flower. But, it reminds me of chocolate and I like chocolate. In fact, the brown iris are my favorites. Oh, and the black ones too. They are really a very deep purple, but in the right light, they look black. I have some of those in the back yard that aren't blooming just yet. I probably have 30 different colors of iris. I just love them so much and they give me about a month of blooms. So pretty.
I think this is a Malva bush. My dad gave me a plant about 12 years ago before he moved to Colorado and I planted it at my last house. When we moved, I took a cutting and planted it at my new house. I can't believe I've kept it alive this long :) It makes me think of my dad every time it blooms and that makes me happy.
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