5/24/11

May 24, 2011 09:06


I spent some time weeding the iris bed this past weekend. They're running a bit behind their usual schedule; only a few white or nearly-white blooms have opened. I've come to expect a cascade of purple spilling over into the driveway by May 24th each year.

Four years ago, there were no all-white blossoms. They were all either richly, imperially ( Read more... )

lochlainn, philosophical maunderings, time

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nearlyvalkyrie May 25 2011, 17:55:02 UTC
Sending hugs on a bittersweet anniversary

That which is remembered, lives.

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marielaf May 25 2011, 18:49:42 UTC
Indeed it does.

(And a purple iris too! You're so sweet!)

((((hugs back!))))

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