I've made a new discovery this year - iris histrioides 'George'. The first two flowers are out and are lovely objects to ponder as I do the washing up. Despite the subzero night time temperatures, they are there every morning, as perfect as ever, their deep purple petals defying the frosts.
They seem very happy in the raised bed I created last September - they relish the gritty, well-drained conditions and cope happily with the shade cast by the neighbouring house for the latter part of the afternoons. Originating (via Sarah Raven) from the mountains of northern Turkey, they are tough characters and their immaculate blooms are apparently impervious to rain, snow, sleet and frost. It's hard to believe these flowers have been held for the best part of two weeks already and still look perfect.
Early and fabulous though they are, there is a problem. They are, to put it bluntly, short-arses. It's not that I'm size-ist, it's just that they are only about 10-15cm tall and are planted amidst rows of emerging tulips, which will engulf them over the coming weeks. That's the price paid for putting bulbs in as they arrive, rather than doing a single bulk order and planning out my planting more strategically. So.... once their show is over for this year and they've had a bit of rest, I will move them over to the other side of the garden and plant them in the narrow border down the side of the drive which needs cheer at this time of year.
I think they will look much nicer planted in informal groups, adding a bit of colour, and keeping my rose and baby Christmas box plants company.