I am a plant addict. There, I said it. No intervention needed!
I love the smell of freshly cut grass, deep down to the brown, red & black earth and the feel of it between my fingers. I love hearing stories about plants. There is lore and fact, and sometimes they intermingle. I love sitting out in my garden, listening to the birds sing; viewing it as art, like, a great masterpiece, and the work yet undone.
The story of iris flowers began when Egypt conquered Syria, King Thutmose III of Egypt was a gardener and a warrior as well. He assured that the iris flower would be on his monuments, Temple of Amon at Karnak, as well as in the gardens of Egypt, they all bear the iris design, and are the symbol for life renewed.
The white iris was created by Dr. Lloyd Zurbrigg, circa 1991, which is known today as the Immortality Iris, which blooms in the Spring and in the Fall, which is unusual for an iris. It's has been called a true remembrance of this remarkable man. I love to think of it as a little chunk of his own immortality.
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