Hi,! I grew up following my Mom around the garden "helping", or so I thought! I'm sure I wasn't really very much help, tho! My Mom's family were big gardeners, as was my father's, so no matter which Aunt, Uncle, or Grandparent we visited, the talk was "Flowers", and usualy iris. They are of course , the easiest to share. Just yank up piece, throw it in the trunk, and plant it when you got home. I have iris from both side of the family, and I treasure them all! I know the "real"names of only a few,(I hope to remedy that this next season!), But they all have a "family" name! My mom always said, when i complained about the weeding, "Smell the flowers! That's their gift to you for pulling weeds!"My Dad passed on 9 years ago, at the age of 92. The day before he passed, all he wanted to do was talk about his iris bed! Hope I'm that lucky!...Arlyn
