Lilian Snelling (1879-1972)
My pot of iris burst into bloom yesterday, exploding from their tight green sheaths. I have put the pot on a ledge where I can see it from my dining room window and I stand there, wondering at the exquisite colour and markings of the petals. In my next life I will have a woodland garden full of iris - people will travel across the world to see it and I will be known as The Iris Lady. But just in case there is a problem with that plan I will plant more bulbs in my small, perfectly formed but not very woodlandy garden next year.