Yellow Iris


8″x8″ oil on canvas — Sold to a private collector

It’s November and we have already had several nights of frost and still my irises insist on blooming. Fortunately no one has ever told them the facts of life. No one has told them they are only suppose to bloom in the spring or that they can’t bloom if I never separate their clumps so that there are fifty to a hundred irises growing in each square foot of space. Nor have they ever been told the deer and the gophers will decimate them. They don’t mope or whine about never being fertilized or sprayed for protection against insects or diseases. All they do is bloom where they are planted and make the world a better, more beautiful place.

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