I think of Van Gogh. The ‘Wild Irises’ that danced behind plexiglass in my college apartment.
There is an excess about these regal violet blooms. A sort of opulence that goes even beyond the usual floral grandeur.
They ain’t no innocent daisies…

Except for one thing: it’s all a trick.
These extravangant blossoms are dwarf irises. At around six inches high, they are as likely to be stepped on as they are to be admired. A petite creature myself, I am partial to expressing these flowers in monumental terms – true to the impact of their presence, regardless of stature.

The spring flowers, including the Magnolia Blossoms, were shot at the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum during the crazy days of (very) early spring.