This is a gallery of irises between my yards in Coldwater and Southaven (the old house). I am in the process of transplanting many of these in the new yard, but it will be awhile before they start to bloom.
My sister’s name was Iris, and she loved them, especially purple irises. She died in 2010, and I went a little crazy planting them everywhere after that, to keep her near me. I love and miss you, Sissy!
