I always sigh a little with disappointment when I see my Pass The Wine Iris start to bloom. The colors are so unexpected compared to the photo of it in the plant catalog. You call this wine color? I think not. But hey, just because something is unexpected doesn’t make it less special, does it?
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| The not-so-wine-colored Pass The Wine Iris. |
If these irises were members of a band, this would be their album cover.
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| Pass The Wine Irises. |
The ruffled petals of irises always make me think of petticoats and Victorian ladies in hoop skirts.
The Columbine is such a free spirit. Gotta love that. It doesn’t care where it reseeds itself every year, however, I do encourage it here and there. At the end of the season I cut off the pods and crumble them up in certain areas and the seeds take it from there.
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| Purple Columbine here and there throughout the flower garden. |
This one I did NOT encourage. Not sure how seeds got in this boxwood pot. Maybe a bird or squirrel, or even the wind, put it there.
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| Columbine getting cozy with a boxwood. |
They are such beautiful flowers. They are nodding their little heads on this windy day.
Check out these two different shades of purple. How ‘bout that. I love when stuff like that happens. See, sometimes the unexpected IS special!
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