Making Room

I have had the distinct pleasure this month of having a visit from both sisters. I have already described some of what we did during Wisest’s stay. Dearest’s was not so long, not even 24 hours. But we filled it full, with the tail end of my iris bloom, grandbebe girls, softserve twist cones, and a drive up the canyon to where I had scoped out the lowest altitude where lilacs were still blooming.

Yes, we did, and she appreciated it, too!

We also stayed up past my bedtime talking because time was short. There was planning to be discussed pertaining to another grandbebe quilt (Yep!  Grandbebe the Fourth!) (I really need to get on number three. Seriously.) And she and I are wondering about the prospect of a long weekend to Salt Lake in Auguest or September.

I have been removing the spent bloom stalks from the iris, and many are done. Wonderful Guy mentioned it’s bittersweet when the iris are done, and he misses them. So will I, but after cleaning them up yesterday, I mentioned to him I still have seven different varietals blooming. When they first started opening up, I was pretty darned excited to have seven different ones open!

So as for the iris, they have their time, then they make room for the roses. And other things. While I was puttering around in the yard and on the patio over the weekend, every so often the breeze carried the fragrance of my honeysuckle. I planted the old fashioned kind that spreads like crazy and attracts bees like nobodies business. And it’s beautiful, and smells wonderfully.

Exactly what I wanted.

Also, I am going to have some pretty stunning hollyhocks this year, I do believe, thanks to Kate. Can’t wait to see what colors I get. I seem to have a memory at the edges of my mind of Momma making ‘little ladies’ with hollyhock blooms, one big bloom for a skirt, and a small bloom for….I don’t know…the top of the person. Anyone remember this sort of thing? Because I am going to have hollyhocks and may need to impress my Grandbebe Girls with little hollyhock ladies.

So bittersweet indeed. The iris are so welcome for many reasons, and I am sorry when they are done. I do have a very long bloom time here, though, and when they go, I know summer is here, and there are lots of other blooming things vying for my attention.

Also, Dearest Sister brought me some iris from the desert. I need to find places to plant those guys!