showgirls in the garden

I was at my parents house this weekend celebrating Father's day, which meant a walk through my father's ever-growing garden. The irises were in bloom and in full regalia...it felt as though there were show girls  appearing around every corner, flapping their skirts at me...some were flouncy and playful, some were sensual and seductive and others were much more delicate and almost papery--each with their own personality to be sure! I almost think they each need their own names, no?

Check out the ladies: