After three years of being quietly green, the plant I believe to be an iris is blooming. I wake up to large, outrageously complex flowers. They last a day, wilt, and then new flowers grow out of the dead heads.
It blows my mind.
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They have a very sweet perfume too. My mother gave this plant to me several years ago. It adapts well and grows like a weed. She got it from a college greenhouse in VA, where she volunteered part time for many years. The story they told her about the plant, when they gave her the original cutting (and the great grandparent of this plant), was that it was, like the ginko tree, a plant that has endured and flourished since the time of dinosaurs. Isn’t that cool???
Once the flower finishes blooming the flowering part turns into a new plant, like the spider plant does. You can make new cuttings at that point and put them in water where they will root.