I grew up in Pennsylvania, and many of my neighbors all had Iris pallida planted in their back yards or ally's and I recall smelling them and falling in love with their fragrance. They smelled
like "Grape soda" to me. I was smitted with their beauty and elegance immediately, and new
that one day I was going to have my own Iris garden. Well that dream has now come true and
in May my Iris garden will be in bloom for the first time and I am going to fall in love all over
again and it has only taken me 61 years!
