The wild iris is hard to spot, but even more so when they're scarce because of the drought. We almost missed them, but I noticed a faint and scattered whitish cast where there had been flowers a year ago. The flowers were almost a hundred feet from the road in a dried up marsh.
Thanks. Your amazing art brought back some childhood memories. Growing up I lived near a prairie and our gang of kids used to scavenge for anything interesting. When they bloomed, my Mom always got Iris bouquets.
I love to seek and find--the meadow is really inviting. I don't think of iris in that setting, but then I was surprised to find swamp iris all over the Adirondacks. I grow the bearded and dutch types--much more cultivated but still hardy, and I like to think of these flowers having robust cousins.
