Irises are simply outrageous in bloom even though they’re a royal pain to maintain the rest of the summer. Flamboyant, unapologetic showoffs, they pose like Spanish dancers ready to do the flamenco. White iris remind me of young girls in old-fashioned crinoline petticoats! (I date myself…those things were so scratchy! As a child I had to wear a crinoline under my Easter dress for several years. The flouncy skirt straight out just like the falls on Eternal Bliss iris.)
There’s no denying bearded hybrids are artificial looking. Still, I enjoy them because they bridge the bloom gap between spring and summer so well. Take note of the exquisite veining in some of the varieties below.
