Yesterday I had a chance to drive around the countryside and take photos of some old yards I'd been wanting to photograph. It was the perfect day for this; the clouds were amazing and the sun lit the grass to an insane shade of green (or maybe it's the crazy rainy0ness of the past couple months that did this???). In this one yard, I found these vibrantly purple irises amidst the grass. My husband and I moved onto our own yard a couple years ago, after it had been abandonned for 40 years, and the same irises are growing in what used to be the garden. I love that somebody planted those flowers 50 or 60 years ago, watered them and helped them to grow, and that they were stubborn enough to hold on for me to see and love. It's like the teepee ring we found on one of our hills; layers of people overlapping past to present. I wonder what of us will last into the next 50 years? The rows and rows or trees we just planted, the cairn we built from the foundation of the old house, or the lilac bushes that now follow our road?
Maria & Cecelia
Two women who love Saskatchewan and are making lifestyle changes towards sustainability.
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