The first iris of the season has bloomed! I was surprised to see it open this morning, as just last night I walked around the garden. I knew there were buds on the irises, but thought it would be a few more days before they opened. The little bit of a shower we received last night must have prompted it to open.
The rain drops weigh heavily on its fragile petals:
I have iris in several places in the garden. I can't wait for more of them to open.
In fact, I am so thrilled with the form of the iris - the spiky leaves which give such a wonderful contrast to most other plants' leaves in the garden; the tall, regal way in which the blooms raise up to be seen; the fleur-de-lis shape of the bloom - that I am wondering if I should move the dianthus in the front and replace with iris (it needs a little more height there). I'm pretty sure I should. Now to figure out where to put the dianthus!
A plan is beginning to form in my mind. Of course, that is the way it always is, isn't it? One wonderful bloom and suddenly we want that flower all over the garden!