Some things never fail to gladden

 and these days anything which gladdens the spirit is to be embraced.  And shared.  

If a bearded iris ever sees

 itself as an abstract or as a landscape, here it is.  

They say bearded

I say ruffled.  But beauty is beauty no matter the word used.  A poem is a poem, if the one who crafted it, says so.  A meal is tasty is the mouth says "yes."  By the way "yes" is the universal word response to beauty.  Royal, indeed.

Blue Me Away

blue/violet Mid Season bearded iris.  Unexpected this late in November.  The unexpected brings beauty.  I remember last night's citrus pie.  Unexpectedly, light & fresh.  I hope to be caught up in an unexpected word frenzy later this evening.