Since I couldn't put up any more paper, I decided to clean up the yard this week. I trimmed back the daffodils that were done blooming, planted a few containers, and weeded the fence row. This morning when I got home from work, I saw that Esther's great big iris are blooming along the fence.
Esther is the tiny little old lady who lived (and died) in the Kelly House just before I bought it. She planted these iris all along the fence, and lots and lots of daffodils around the patio, and that dratted vinca that I dug up from the front yard, too. When I was chopping away at the vinca, I found a 1970s-era necklace with an enamel owl pendant in the overgrowth. I like to think that losing that necklace there was some sort of karmic retribution to Esther for planting the dang stuff.
So I have flowers, inside and out, at the Kelly House. I love Spring.