Maybe I should order two or three . . . . You could be needing to go to confession for that one Leslie!

Deinde, ego te absolvo a peccatis tuis, Tom. There, all better now.

Oh no! Have to confess I have added Howler to my short list.

Deinde, ego te absolvo a peccatis tuis to you, too, Ken.

Leslie -- what is that dark beauty?

Dear father, I have sinned. I could not resist the urge to post that picture of Coal Seams, and tempt Tom further.

Ahhhhh. That's better. ;-)

Having been an alter boy, I know enough latin to get the jist of your phrase, but not enough to respond. But now that I've been resolved, I think I can go sin again right?????

Resolved indeed!

No, Tom, you have been ABsolved of past sins!...and you are REsolved to sin again !...Arlyn

Amen.

I'm glad you "solved" my ABnormal linguistic attempts. Seems the brain and the fingers aren't connected anymore. Maybe they never were connected? Maybe I can blame them for all the iris orders. See, there's a silver lining to everything. I would go edit it, but that would take all the fun away. Now fess up all ye sinners! Let's have some confessions.

I'm being reely, reely good. Reely I am. Because I HAVE to be, not because I want to be.

I'm forced to be good too... darn drought!

However, yesterday I dug up and rescued a plastic trash bag full of irises from a field that was going to be rototilled soon. So there I was in waist high weeds wearing open sandals and shorts digging up irises in 96 degree weather. I had foxtails everywhere!!

I'm sure there were more irises out there somewhere, I just couldn't take the foxtail needle effect on my feet anymore.

Glad to hear rescue stories !!..Arlyn

There is a hillside going into town here that has had iris's growing on them for some, almost 50 years now..(yikes) I want to go take some of them and put in some different ones also. Maybe I can see if they survive for 30 years or better...or at least let everyone and myself enjoy their beauty for a long time to come.

Someone will see them and become interested in irises and, who knows, may even become a hybridizer and create the most beautiful irises ever. smiles

Hey, if they have survived there this long, they must be getting what they need, and are happy. When I was a kid and we would go out into the bog area to pick wild blue berries, my grandma would show me the wild irises growing there. We would sit on the ground picking berries and gaze at the beautiful irises growing wild. Boy, I can still taste those wild blueberry pies!
Rob, put on some shoes and go dig some more!

It's 2 hours away and being rototilled in the next couple of days, or I would.

OK, I though it was near by. You can sleep well tonight, knowing that you did your good deed for the welfare of irises.

Every good iris rescuer carries a miners helmet, with light attached! Useful for digging iris in the dead of night, and also if you are CAUGHT, digging iris at night!...Arlyn