One of the things I remember the most about my grandma’s house was the bed of irises that grew down the length of the driveway. That bed seemed to grow larger every year.
About ten years ago, my husband and I bo ught a house with beautiful landscaping. And the previous owners had planted lots of perennials. Perennials are plants that re-bloom year after year. Like my grandma’s irises.
I didn’t inherit my grandma’s love of gardening, but I do enjoy seeing things bloom in my yard. And it was very rewarding when I planted my first perennial and watched it come back that s econd year.
Now, the annual plants I buy each year feel like spending, while the perennials I buy feel like investments.
So each year I invest in a few more perennials for my yard. And tucked in among them are the irises we transplanted from my grandmother’s yard.