This Iris is a memory of the bloke who lived down the road and loved gardening. He let me have this Iris which is flowering now.
This Iris is a memory of the bloke who lived down the road and loved gardening. He let me have this Iris which is flowering now.
Writing Down The Bones
Making the most of the South African Lifestyle
inspired by the colours of the land, sea and sky of Cornwall
...but now I'm not so sure
Sharing a world of joy with photos and words
From the Existential to the Mundane - From Poetry to Prose
Giving and Receiving Blessings
...foind de zor/...cu rΓ’nduri Θi cu imagini, ce danseazΔ printre pagini...
Making blessings out of this busy life!
Thoughts from photos and photos from thoughts.
Mainly through the lens of a Nikon
Smile!
Everything in life is balance...
Beautiful.
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We always love other people’s plants, don’t we! π π
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I love exploring other peoples gardens & getting cuttings or plants. π
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Beautiful iris. I adore the color.
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The photo doesn’t do it justice
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Gorgeous color and beautiful details. Thank you for sharing, Brian!
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The photo doesn’t really show the glorious colour π
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Why is it called a “bearded” Iris?
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The Iris can have a feathered edge.
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Itβs a beauty! π π Is the neighbour gone?
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He is still going in care in Coffs Harbour but at 85 hasn’t been well π
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Oh, bless! I thought it might be something like that.
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Wasn’t sure where to leave a general comment. so first post will have to do. i am totally rapt in all of your photos. everything is superb and i can see that i need to dedicate several hours to exploration of this blog. you have a lovely eye. Alex Cearns is a fave photographer and you have something like his artistic eye. this has been a pleasant foray into a picturesque world of your making. nothing would give me greater pleasure nor provide a feeling of such honor to collaborate with you if you deemed my poems to be suitable. am kind of hit and miss – looks like you are spot on. of course i realize you cleaned up your blog and fashioned it, still it is high quality. thank you so much for inviting me to come and have a sticky beak, lovely.
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Thank you for your lovely words π I am glad you have spent a bit of time having a look around. Perhaps some of the photos may inspire? I am glad I did the housework but if you went back into my earlier work, perhaps I may not have done the dusting back there. I will have to have a look at Alex’s work. I look forward to being able to get together and perhaps create something wonderful, lovely.
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you know what always amazed me about the folks I knew that grew Irises – well it was how they had to dig unto their roots to divide and share – it was better for the plant. – such a nice message for society there – eh? how we are better and we can grow when we give a bit – or we can get all clumpy and not have room for growth….
well your old neighbor sure left something special behind with the nice purple – this sure is not a subtle bloom, is it?
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I always like sharing plants & often collect cuttings from places I visit. When Geoff went into care he made sure I had many of his plants. When you grow weary of the world, there is always the garden. This Iris is spectacular & the photo doesn’t do it justice π
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thanks for the reply….
and so true on this….
“When you grow weary of the world, there is always the garden.”
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