Monday, June 10, 2013
"Bless me father for I have sinned..." sort of.
So the truth needs to be told. Last weekend I found an almost black iris at a local nursery that we frequent. I think it's a very dark blue, but it looks black to me. I had the perfect place for it too, right along side a white one. They would have screamed, "Take our picture, please." Well, two days of heavy rain did some damage and took the large 'black blossom' off and placed it on the rocks below. There are a couple left that haven't blossomed yet, so I hold out hope. If not, it will get 'face time' next June.
What do they say "the best laid schemes of mice and men often go awry"?
Do you think Steinbeck was thinking about flowers here?