Despite the wind and dust that is typical this time of year in the southern Rocky Mountains, nature's bloom cycle continues.  While living farther north in New Mexico, a regular photographic pilgrimage to the area in and around the mountain pass off of Highway 64 between Tres Piedras and Tierra Amarilla was part of life.  It was the time when the wild iris were in their glory, blooming in open areas, along rivulets and ponds, in small clumps and large gatherings.  It was a bit tricky trying to choose the exact week to catch them, a little like the fall colors.  The strength and duration of the bloom period depended on winter moisture and how long the snow lasted.  To be honest, I never did figure out what were the contributing factors to lush and overflowing fields of iris, but when you hit it just right, they are magnificent.  

Wild iris - periwinkle

My guess is that some of the same factors that promote a good bloom in the mountains, are there for garden iris as well.  However, the moisture this winter has been pitiful and frightening.  And yet, the iris are blooming like mad.  It matters not.  They are here and in full regalia, even if for a slightly shorter period of time.  

Flowers - Iris 1 2025 Flowers - Iris 2 2025 Flowers - Iris 3 2025 Flowers - Iris 4 2025 Flowers - Iris 5 2025

A tight bloom yet to unfurl

Flowers - Iris 6 2025     

"The masterpiece should appear as the flower to the painter - perfect in its bud as in its bloom - with no reason to explain its presence - no mission to fulfill - a joy to the artist, a delusion to the philanthropist - a puzzle to the botanist - an accident of sentiment and alliteration to the literary man."

The Gentle Art of Making Enemies  

James McNeill Whistler 1834-1903 

Thanks to Jean & Sam, Tim, Marilyn G., Terry T., Steve, and TTT for commenting on last week's blog!

until next Monday

DB

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