As we are going home tomorrow our friends Barry and Mary who live here in the village have kindly asked us to dinner tonight.
As I will be gone for a while I picked most of the Irises in the garden for Mary.
Beautiful aren’t they?
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Judith
on May 8, 2009
Iris, most beautiful flower,
Symbol of life, love & light;
Found by the brook and the meadow,
or lofty, on arable height.
You come in such glorious colors,
In hues, the rainbow surpass;
The chart of colours portrays you,
In petal, or veins, of your class.
You bloom with the first in Winter,
With the last in the Fall, you still show;
You steal the full beauty of Springtime,
With your fragrance and sharp colour glow.
Your form and beauty of flower,
An artists desire of full worth;
So Iris, we love you and crown you,
Most beautiful flower on earth
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Judith
on May 8, 2009Iris, most beautiful flower,
Symbol of life, love & light;
Found by the brook and the meadow,
or lofty, on arable height.
You come in such glorious colors,
In hues, the rainbow surpass;
The chart of colours portrays you,
In petal, or veins, of your class.
You bloom with the first in Winter,
With the last in the Fall, you still show;
You steal the full beauty of Springtime,
With your fragrance and sharp colour glow.
Your form and beauty of flower,
An artists desire of full worth;
So Iris, we love you and crown you,
Most beautiful flower on earth
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