Many years ago, I plated deep purple irises by the edge of the driveway. They've survived an onslaught of rebounding basketballs, but now they have a new peril.
Me: It looks like one of the boys backed the car over the irises.
Husband: It won’t help. They’ll just grow back.
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That cracked me up, even though I'm a huge fan of irises. People in my family line used to pass blue irises down through the generations. It was cool to think, "These are my great-grandmother's irises." I don't have any now, but now that I'm thinking of it, I believe I could get some from a cousin. Hmm ...
Tim: I'd be happy to give you some of the surviving deep purple ones.
Hold that thought until sometime after they're done blooming. I'm not sure I have enough sun for them in my present location. But I'm kind of looking for another place -- with lots of sun.
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