It’s funny how two people can look at the same thing and come up with two different reactions. When I look at this picture, this flower, this iris, I see Beauty.
Clif, on the other hand, sees “the back-end of a turkey.” Oh, how this stabs my heart. I love irises, and if I had a yard with more sun and better soil, I would have clumps and clumps of them. As it is, I have to be content with a few patches, some of which thrive better than others. In short, irises are my darlings, and nobody likes to hear someone make fun of his or her darlings. Especially when that someone just happens to be a spouse of nearly forty years.
Ah, well. Such are the turbulences that roil the little house in the big woods. Fortunately, they soon pass, and when they do, I am able to laugh at Clif’s foolishness, and mine, too, of course.
Here are some more pictures of what’s going on in the yard at the little house in the big woods. And as far as I can see, there is no back-end of a turkey.