Ballet in May

Still shovelling snow at least once a day, and no sign of spring.  So it helps to paint flowers….somewhat. Sigh. These are some of my iris and I love how the sun comes through them in the morning. For all their delicacy, they bob and ripple in the wind. Such elegant and exquisite dancers. Will May ever come? 


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