When I planted these Siberian Iris, I wasn't expecting them to be so small and delicate. I had never seen them before and something about the word "Siberian" made me think that they would be thick and hardy, and while they are tenacious little plants, it is the "little" that one notices first.
I love how the petals look as if they've been hand-painted. Such intricate detail.
They only lasted about a week, but were thoroughly enjoyed while they bloomed!
The sky was very rumbling last night. I sat in bed reading as the thunder crashed with a bevy of animals burrowing around me for reassurance that they wouldn't have to go out in the storm. It's okay little ones...you're safe here.