A hard morning rain . . .
Much appreciated by day lilies . . .
Clematis and roses . . .
And more day day lilies . . .
Hens line the perch, keeping their feet clean . . .
But by the little waterfall, the Japanese iris delight in mud . . .
The iris are so beautiful that I am consumed with a desire for more . . . a trip to town and I find one -- a slightly different shade of purple. . .
It rides in the backseat . . . a haughty beauty . . . and I return home to clearing evening skies.
But by the little waterfall, the Japanese iris delight in mud . . .
The iris are so beautiful that I am consumed with a desire for more . . . a trip to town and I find one -- a slightly different shade of purple. . .
It rides in the backseat . . . a haughty beauty . . . and I return home to clearing evening skies.
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