Irises are one of my favorite flowers.
I grew up in a little town in East Texas. Most of our neighbors had nice yards and gardens. The prettiest yard belonged to Mr. and Mrs. Wright. They lived across the street from our church and just a couple of blocks from our home. Their front yard was planted with dozens of rows of irises.
Mr. and Mrs. Wright were never cranky when little girls needed to get a close-up look of their flowers either.