Passing by the little church at Woodland in July a flash of vivid colour caught my eye. So curiosity led me in to investigate.
Making my way to the colour luminous in the sunshine I discovered its flowery source growing
contained within a grave stone. I looked on the stone end for a name but time had erased all trace, but surely nature and the unknown gardener had already shown me the Christian name of the occupant
Iris.
My I entry to ABC Wednesday. A journey through the alphabet from A-Z
This is so touching.
ReplyDeletePoignant!
ReplyDeletebeautiful photos - a great post is this one - loved it
ReplyDeleteSometimes we unexpectedly come upon wonderful, tender sights. This is one of them.
ReplyDelete— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
lovely choice.
ReplyDeleteI love cemeteries
ROG, ABC Wednesday team
What a nice way to commemorate someones grave.
ReplyDeleteLove it.
ReplyDeleteDenise ABC Team
I love irises, they are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteInsects is my letter I. Hope you can drop by!
Oh, so lovely!
ReplyDeleteThe iris looks good on the Iris
ReplyDeletePheno, ABCW Team
I DO love iris blossoms. These are such a great shade of blue.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely and touching! So much nicer than a bare patch.
ReplyDeleteLeslie
abcw team
What lovely colours. Lovely blog. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteLove the contrast from the old headstones, and the new fresh irises!! Love capture.
ReplyDeleteLovely. Someone once cared very much.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful blues!
ReplyDeleteI love old graveyards...looking at the weathered stones, their designs, wondering what that life had been like...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful wild irises! It does look like it is the same or similar to the one I posted! I can never get enough of those.
ReplyDeleteA sweet story and many beautiful shots in this blog!
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