Two years ago my mom brought me over a bag of iris bulbs that my grandma had dug up from her yard and was going to get rid of them. I planted them and waited and then waited some more. Then we moved and I had to dig them up and transplant them... twice. Finally, after two years of waiting, they finally are starting to bloom. I have been checking their progress several times a day just to make sure that the instant one pops open I can capture it forever. Today was the day that the first one opened!
Now you know how I feel waiting for each bloom to open in my own garden! Lovely Iris.
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