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| I finally got a chance to get my containers out of storage - but could not resist showing off some of my favorites blooming in the garden. |
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| This is the first year for these iris'. I do not remember where I got them - Maybe my college friend Donna who gave me bags of lilies and other plant. Gardening always has surprises. |
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| The majority of my Iris' are purple. |
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| My Christmas gift (the wooden eagle) blends in over looking the river. |
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| For some reason these yellow Iris' are few and far between- I hope they spread. |
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| The lighter yellow are spreading. |
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| These iris are the only "fancy" iris I have. |
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| Finally to the containers- they are very random. |
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| This small plot is what my husband calls "the final resting place for fallen angels". Most are missing feet, hands, heads glued back on. As well as angels this is the place for broken pottery. |
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| The tall lady is the top to a broken fountain. |
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| The broken fountain. |
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| The pottery to the left is a broken bird bath that did not last the winter. |
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| This is the table next to my resting chair in the front yard. |
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| The dark base is the bottom of the fountain. |
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| I was not sure I was going to find a use for the middle of the fountain - it had been flipped over so I had forgotten it had a hollow center. My husband buried the skinny end and it became a planter. I can not seem to throw anything away. |
