Sally's Iris

The gardens at Linderhof are filled with flowers. Most are "pass along plants" -- plants given to me by friends and relatives. Old fashioned flowers for they seem to suit Linderhof's age. Old fashioned flowers because they seem to grow well on my part of the prairie.

Iris always reminds me of my grandmother for her garden was always full of them -- mostly the old fashioned deep purple ones. She called them flags and they didn't bloom in her garden until around the end of May. They were always picked and taken to cemeteries on Memorial Day.

When I stopped by Sally's today to see a new plant, not only did I get a great cup of coffee which we sipped on her covered back porch while watching the birds and a dish of ice cream with strawberries but I also ended up with a grocery sack of iris -- pale purple ones -- so pale that they seem white.

None of the iris in Linderhof's gardens are that color and I put them in a special place. Where you can see them from the breakfast room. They won't bloom this year but they will bloom the next and those icy purple iris will always be a reminder of a day spent on a porch with a friend.