I’ve been waiting for this moment for two years.
They were not open this morning, but as I pulled into the driveway about an hour ago, I could see that brilliant purple.
Awe. Like first time you see that fledgling sprout push its way through the soil.
In fact, I gasped.
Beautiful purple irises.
I wish I could tell you their specific name, but I have no clue.
They are majestic no matter what their official name may be.
They just blossomed last week.
You mist, water and wait. Then one day, you burst with joy when you see signs of life once again.
It’s worth all of the anticipation.
Say hello to my little friends.
Oregano and paper whites have just made each other’s acquaintance.
This why I play in the dirt.
After labor, comes nursing.
Welcome to the world, sunflower. Your labor is over. Enjoy the sunshine.