A reminder of Dad
Looking out of an upstairs window this morning I suddenly caught sight of something purple. It's the first Iris unguicularis to flower in my garden. It came from a clump I grabbed just as we were leaving Dad's house for the last time after he died. I'm so pleased to see it looking so cheerful in mid winter and I have to admit it made me sniff a bit. I wasn't sure it would bloom in my gloomier, cooler garden. Who else has reminders in their gardens?