I’m not sure whether this was déjà vu, or a Rip Van Winkle moment, but the discovery of this lovely iris growing in a crevice in the rock garden stopped me in my tracks. Perhaps it was the shock of being liberated from its pot and planted outdoors or maybe it is as confused as I am about the weather.
A native of Turkey and the Balkan, this dwarf bearded iris usually flowers in the alpine house in March, so it is probably the experience of a Hebridean summer that has confused its biological clock. It is one of the species which we have managed to propagate so that we could risk a few in the rock garden. It is growing in almost pure sand and grit, with a top dressing of gravel to ensure good drainage.
It will be interesting to see if it survives the winter and flowers again in the spring. It is a tough plant, on the day I took this photograph it was gusting about 40 mph.