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Tag: rare

Iris cristata alba

Iris cristata alba

Every year, there are a few species that seem to have an especially big burst of growth. This year, the crested iris is everywhere, in big patches, cascading down every road bank and even in my yard. So, as we traveled along the Chattahoochee National Forest roads yesterday, I wasn’t surprised to see lots of … read more Iris cristata alba

Posted on April 25, 2016April 20, 2017Author LisaCategories TreesTags 1980, flower, forest, iris, rare, white
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