This is the first bloom of the African Iris that Sue gave to me. My aunt calls irises the "ballerinas" of the garden...
My friend, Kim, came over to help with the crepe myrtle trees. They were in full glorious bloom. Sadly though, after a hard rain and heavy bloomage, the trees were bending down so far as to block the sidewalk (and also the view to back out of the driveway into a the street). One of the branches had snapped in half from the weight of the blooms and the harsh rain.