Old Flags

That's what some people call the iris.

Majestic and proud,

I think she's one of my favorite spring flowers.

She swoops up three petals into a crown, 

and gracefully drops three down like banners.

I have three patches of iris in the front yard.

Every year, they spread, and the patches grow a bit more dynamic.

Some vintage purple bliss...

My babies are growing...

if you are near the nest and make a, "tok! tok!"

clicking sound with your tongue,

...they rear up their little heads for a feeding.

Dan is not so intrigued by the babies...
seen one nest, seen them all.

But I enjoy them.
And so do the kids.

There is one little blue egg still in this nest, 
but I think it's a dead egg.
Mama has been so busy gathering food for these two, 
there hasn't been much time to incubate that egg.

Even if it did hatch, 
I doubt it would survive at this point- these other two are getting huge
and dominate this nest.

Mama robin is very impatient with me,

always attempting to distract me from the nest by flying away

and making overt calls from nearby...
reminding me that I need to leave.

But I haven't started any spring projects yet (save for cleaning),

so I have to satisfy my palette  with garden pics.

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