4th Generation Flowers

Last fall, my father brought me some bulbs from the iris flowers which grow in his garden.  He's grown irises as long as I can remember; they are an inheritance from his grandmother's garden.  My dad has moved the bulbs from house-to-house (we're a shiftless lot, my family) and now I have some for my garden.  I planted the bulbs by the garage hostas, where I knew they would receive plenty of sun as well as some protection from wind.  I organized JT's efforts to keep the bunnies away.  And then I waited for my much anticipated flowers to bloom.

Success!