Chives in bloom in the herb garden.



And "my mother's" iris. Not really hers, but this was the only kind she had, so they are what I always thought Iris were supposed to be: PURPLE. I asked a neighbor for a piece when I saw that she had just the right kind. Thank you, my old neighbor. I moved it with me to our new house 16 years ago.
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Sara
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Gratitudes:
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Sunshine
Exercise class
The rows of triangles are sewn and put away until I need them for a border sometime later.
Vacation from Women's Chorus rehearsals for three months--free Monday evenings!
1 comment:
Love the purple...lilacs are my favorite!
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