My husband makes fun of me sometimes when we are out looking at plants at a garden center. I'll say something like... "oh look a (fill in the blank with about any flower). That's one of my favorites!" Its true, I have a lot of "favorite" flowers, but I hold several flowers in my garden near and dear to my heart. Those are my hand-me-downs.
I come from a family of gardeners and, as most gardeners do, we share our love of gardening by sharing our flowers with one another. I call these my hand-me-down flowers.
Growing up, hand-me-downs took on a whole different meaning. I am the youngest and got the hand-me-down clothing not only from my older sister, but also from my older twin boy cousins! Talk about an identity crisis!
The white iris is the most elegant of the hand-me-down flowers that I have. I haven't had the best of luck with iris in the past. They would get the nasty iris borer and my poor iris rhizomes would turn to mush and die. For the longest time I had given up on the iris, but when my mom offered up some starts, I couldn't resist.
(Original posting date 5-18-2020)