I think my gardens really get me. They seem to know how much their flowers brighten each day. The plants in my charge continue to bloom, continue to fight to survive the latest munching deer attack or the most recent undermining vole abuse. For the most part, except for one hydrangea and one buddleia, they stood strong when Irene blew her damaging winds this way. Now, with summer winding down to its final hours, my gardens have given me a birthday gift … my favorite flower in full-bloom at the end of summer.
It’s as if my gardens understand their vole-weary, deer-weary, storm-weary caretaker needed a lift.
It’s not the first time this bearded iris, variety unknown, surprized with a second set of flowers. In 2009 it opened the first of its repeat blossoms in mid-October, captured below by the lens and lighting expertise of my favorite photographer.
The business of summer gardening, summer in general, and this year’s gardening trials and tribulations caused me to forget the late season gift this iris offers. But my gardens didn’t forget the delight the first glimpse an iris in bloom brings and, this year, the repeat blooms will bring repeated delight from a second set of buds that promise to open after summer becomes autumn.
A gift from the garden … what more could a gardener ask for?