They're everywhere . . .

Lately, the skies around here have looked a lot like this a great deal of the time (I have quit counting how many days in a row of rain):

On a hot summer day, I would almost welcome clouds like that; they mean a big shift in temperature is coming . . . hopefully for the better. But we may have just seen a few too many of these lately.


At least the rain makes somethings grow and bloom. Just in time for Memorial Day as usual the irises are in full swing. Somebody who lived in our house a long time ago like irises, and as required with them, they get dug up and spread around a little more every couple of years. So now they're pretty much everywhere, and we are blessed by their colors during a dark, rainy week.



Light purple:

Dark purple like a royal robe:

Mauve and burgundy . . . like a fancy coat and dress:

Bright yellow, like lemon meringue and sunshine:

And every year I get excited knowing that soon I will get to take this picture, all red, yellow, and purple . . .

This year the purple is a little lacking . . . the dame's rockets are not hardly there for some reason. A couple of years ago it looked like this:

Which makes me a little sad, that it is has changed. Really though, that's part of loving our own little spot here on earth, and really anything I suppose . . . is knowing that it will change, but loving and finding the wonder and beauty of it still . . .



Here's hoping you have a blessed weekend, and that you take a few minutes to find the beauty and wonder that is your own little corner of the world. Happy Friday!