My grandmother gave me these iris when I was seven - well, not these exact iris but the bulbs from which these came. They have gone every where I have gone since then. Now, I will walk by them every day when I go to my sit spot. I will think of my beloved grandmother Rabun and the many many gifts she bestowed on me.
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Sharing moments of Stillness and Silence
