Amidst endless winter,
we find eternal spring.
A photo of the irises that were planted last year, which have thankfully come back with a beautiful vengeance. Even the several inches of ice under which they were recently buried didn't kill them. Knowing me, my husband thought they were fake.
we find eternal spring.
A photo of the irises that were planted last year, which have thankfully come back with a beautiful vengeance. Even the several inches of ice under which they were recently buried didn't kill them. Knowing me, my husband thought they were fake.
