Do you want the good news first or the bad news?
Bad news: It's been a terrible, horrible, excruciatingly disappointing
iris spring. Four of my beds that are usually loaded have either had
only one bloom or as of now have only one bulb that hasn't even bloomed
yet. My iris eyes are not smiling. And I don't think they're just
running late because there aren't even any bulbs.
Good news: The ones that have bloomed are stunning. Look for the
pictures on Saturday. Some real beauties. And several of them are
first timers at the acres.
More good news: Wild turkey in the
Back 40. She must have been just sitting in the tall grass watching me.
Only when I turned to walk toward where she was concealed did she hit
the air waves. Monstrous bird. Great aviator too. Called me something
in turkish that I'm sure was not an "Oh, glad to see you chubby, old
bald human." I was surprised. Maybe she has a nest back there? I'll
have to stay away for awhile and see. Don't want to be a family
wrecker.
More bad news: She almost gave me a heart attack. I am now 70--lost three years off my life. At least.
I'll end with good news: I've been trying since I moved here to find
something that would thrive in my bog and add color to the Acres. Now,
my gardening angels have added some monkey grass and just a tad of
trollius, but no success for me. Well, along the edge I have some wild
hyacinth, Japanese and Siberian Iris, and some hibiscus that have
bloomed--but just along the edges. But, la di dah, this year I have
three patches of gorgeous yellow water iris right in the middle of the
bog! I planted them last fall under a great deal of skepticism. I
mean, what flower enjoys being drowned for most of the year--submerged
in swamp water? The answer: yellow flag iris. I repent of my
skepticism and gladly do a bog dance!!
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