It is a glorious morning on the hill, Iris blossoms are here again.  The sweet yellow flowers remind me of songs from “Jacque Brel is Alive and Well and Living in Paris.”  I call them iris songs–If We Only Have Love….I Loved…. all entwined with iris flowers.  Isn’t is funny how flowers and songs combine with memory?

The little white flowers in the vase are from the rhurbarb. You can see its prehistoric flowers in the background. Miss Sally made us pie and coffee cake and Brian is making wine from the rhubarb.

If you look on the hill,  you will see the newly mown fields. They expect to bring in about 100 bales of hay.  Soon, very soon, we will gather in the fields to dance together again. “Yes! To dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free.”

Thanks to Cathy Rambling In The Garden for hosting the weekly gathering of flowers In A Vase on Monday.  It has been a fun way to mark the changes in the garden.