If you are like me and you can kill just about anything that grows in the ground, then this post is going to interest you.
The year after we bought our house, a bunch of my family came to visit. While they were here my Mama and my Aunt Mary Jane asked if they could divide some of my flowers and take them home. Of course, that was fine by me. They are always giving me starts from theirs and this way, if I kill mine, ahem, I know where I can get more to murder.
Side story: Denton spent his teenage years in a beautiful little town called Mount Dora, Florida. If you’ve never been there you should go, it’s awesome. Every year when we visited his Mama and Daddy, I insisted on going to the Daytona Flea Market. They have a lovely nursery there. And every.single.year, I would buy a Meyer Lemon tree. Because I managed to KILL the one from the previous year.
Each year the same sweet little guy would help me to pick out my new victim to take home and torture to death. Now, this guy did not remember me each year because I’m sure he would see thousands upon thousands of people each year buying Meyer Lemon trees. But, I remembered him because he was absolutely filled with knowledge about all the plants and trees they have there. 
The last year that Denton’s mom and dad lived in that area we stopped on our way out of town for me to buy my last Meyer Lemon. As he was checking out my items, I casually asked him for tips on how to keep this one alive. Something in my tone alerted him that this wasn’t the first lemon tree I’ve had. He stopped ringing up my plants and asked how many lemon trees did I have. When I told him that I had had a bunch of them, but they all keep dying, he looked like he wanted to cry. I actually thought he would take my new tree away from me for a minute. He seriously loved his job.
That story was to tell you that if you are a plant murderer like me, you are going to want to invest in some of these Bearded Iris’s. They are one of the hardiest plants I’ve ever encountered. And they are beautiful!
Back to my original story – my Mama and Aunt Mary Jane were dividing up my plants, and I decided that some of these Bearded Iris’s would look good at the base of this tree. When they left that morning it was chaos as always when a bunch of us are together, and I just laid these down next to the tree to plant later. You can see where this is going, right? 
I completely forgot about them. There they were, just laying on the ground at the base of the tree. With Denton mowing the grass around them. They grew. Completely out in the open, with NO dirt over them. They grew and they bloomed. I can’t believe that our vicious squirrels didn’t eat them. They eat everything. Maybe they are poisonous to squirrels?
I left them alone when I saw that they were thriving all by themselves, because, hello, they obviously know what they are doing and they most definitely do NOT need my help. 
After all these years, they have multiplied and grown and they bloom every single spring. I just sit back and enjoy them, because I know that if I try to divide them, I’ll probably kill them all. 
They can take over that entire part of the yard if it’s up to me because they deserve it!
You should definitely get yourself some Bearded Iris’s! Put them into the ground and walk away and they will reward you with beauty every spring.
How I love Spring. It’s my favorite season.