These flowers have done what my parsley plant could not. Flourished (sort of) in the spring weather. This picture reminds me of Vincent van Gogh's Irises, though they are not irises themselves. I took about ten years of art class as a kid and we spent a lot of time studying artists and their works. van Gogh was always one of my favorites. Though Irises is nowhere near Starry Night in my artistic heart, I still find it hauntingly beautiful. Interestingly, I learned, van Gogh painted it as more of an exercise than as a work of art. Funny how things turn out.
