Next weekend I plan to go out to my dad's farm and while I'm there I'll dig up some rhizomes from a patch of white irises, the kind I've heard called German Settler, and take them back to my house to plant. I don't know who planted those white irises. They were there when my parents bought the land more than sixty years ago. Dad speculates that there was another house, in another site, that had long since burned down or tumbled to dust. The previous owners didn't know, and there are no records to show another house was ever there. But near my parents' house is a fine spot for a house, with a pretty view and a patch of irises, and another patch of horehound. We do know that the early settlers to the area tended to plant both irises and horehound.
It would have been a woman who made these plantings, from divisions, given to to her by a friend or a sister or a mother. She would have been looking to take care of her family, to provide medicine, in the form of horehound, and beauty, in the form of irises.
That was a beautiful story! I hope the next generation tries to think things thru like this--who planted this and why?
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