Entry for May 29, 2007 May 29, 2007 | 5:48 PM PST
Tags:
dad
, iris
, to be planted
My father certainly knows the way to my heart. He brought me irises for the garden today, including a "black" one. Some of them just smell like irises, sorta vaguely rubber-y, but some of them smell absolutely heavenly. I parked them in a pot of dirt on the back porch and soaked them down good for tonight, need to get them in the ground tomorrow. See photo album.
