My maternal grandmother grew rows and rows of flowers for cutting—Dutch Iris in spring and Gladioli in summer. When five or six years old I sometimes spent the night with her and every morning we would head out early in the morning to clip the flowers that were ready to be added to her large, tall vase.
I have only a couple of Dutch Iris, just enough to make me smile and be happy when they bloom. The warm temperatures of the last few days must be encouraging them. I first noticed their tall stems this weekend. By this morning buds suddenly were bulging and by late afternoon, a single flower had opened.
I added a few more Daffodil bulbs last fall, something I had planned to do for years and never quite got around to before. These new Thalia Daffodils opened this week, in front of the Ilex crenatea ‘Drops of Gold.’
At the street end of the side garden a large patch of Emerald Blue Phlox is almost in full bloom.