I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
Claude Monet
The bearded iris are opening their blooms. I love iris and have many, but my blooms are down because I need to divide. Aren't they beautiful!
Yesterday, my day of thinks. I had no time or energy for thinks. My poor brain was muddled from two consecutive late nights and I had all I could do to function at the basic level for the tasks ahead of me for the day. I was too busy and too tired to even stroll through my list of favorite blogs. I simply am not able to miss my needed sleep anymore, especially two nights in a row.
If you look at this blog We Go Together Like Peas and Carrots you will read what kept me up late Wednesday night. Never a dull moment in the suburbs!
So I am slow moving this morning as well, but the sun is shining, the iris are blooming and I have a good cup of coffee before me. I should wake up soon. Today there will not be any pearls of wisdom or words laden with wit flying through my fingers to the keyboard. Alas, all I have is a good morning to you all and make it a great day!
7 comments:
take a nap - tomorrow will still be there.
I sat on the mower instead. It's about the same thing!
These are lovely. They reminded me of the purple iris' in my grandmother's back yard that smell like purple popsicles. I wonder, do yours smell the same?
I had to go out and smell them. No they don't, but I wish they did!
A most compelling color!
Aren't they beautiful!
I need to plant some irises...I love all the variety of color plus they are so unique. I have to go read about the pit bull now...don't blame you for wanting a nap today. Suburbs? LOL..is that what the country in Minnesota is called?
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