The burgundy iris are in abundance on the creek this year.
For several years, I’ve had a vision of creating a beautiful English garden. In honor of my mother’s birthday this year, I have accomplished this dream. My grandfather’s petrified wood; a rock path; a favorite pottery piece; historic iris; a blooming salvia bush here and there; vegetable plants; verbena; phlox; and a velvet fuschia snapdragon-breathtaking. We planted a grape vine last year (in honor of our trip with Brett, Leanna, and Brandon to San Francisco and the Napa Valley last summer) and it has returned along the rock fence on the edge of the garden, following a long, cold winter. The yellow, purple, and cranberry iris adorn the perimeter in gorgeous color.