Two days earlier, 'J.S. Dijt' was an unremarkable, purple-tipped green stem. Yesterday afternoon, I arrived home from work in time for the grand opening:
From a certain angle, the flower's structure, symmetry and grace reminded me of an origami crane. Do you see what I see? Or perhaps you can imagine a train, a child and a grandmother deep within its heart.
Your feathers unfurled and fresh,
Please don't fly away.
I planted these bulbs in early December and never expected to be enjoying them in mid-February, ahead of the snowdrops and crocuses. Viewing this first early-bloomer for a few minutes yesterday dispelled my fretting about unfinished household chores. It was an unexpected, sorely needed respite and delight -- the garden's gifts.
This is my first season enjoying Iris reticulata in my own garden and I've just begun to study it. Here are some of the resources I've bookmarked:
Although it is not specifically about I. reticulta, I enjoyed reading this: Spring Peepers—Little Bulbs to Trumpet a New Season. I agree -- like the littlest birds, the smallest bulbs "sing" the prettiest songs.