It is interestinor how manj' tall bearded iris like i)artial shade. 

 T look at an iris blooming in the hot simli^jht and hear it beg:- 

 ging for shade ! The season Jean Cayenx came down in price to 

 fit the purse of a doctor's wife, I bought a rhizome. The same 

 season, a friend sent me Jean as a gift. One. I planted in partial 

 shade, the other in full sunlight. Jean of the shadows is a larger 

 clump, has more blooms, lovelier coloring and far greater last- 

 ing power. Among the iris in this planting in partial shade are 

 Copper Lustre, Summer Tan, Brown Betty, K. V. Ayres, Lux, 

 Evolution, Far AVest, and Setting Sun. Here I am cherishing a 

 wonderful blend of Mr. Thurlow Weed which will be named 

 and registered next year. This Zeta blend grows stiff and 

 straight on a 44-inch stalk and has an intriguing coloring of 

 grey brown on a bronze gold ground. The falls, semi-flaring, 

 are lightly washed violet blue. These iris are fastidious and do 

 not like dull or gloomy neighbors. They are happy with light 

 blues, and, by the Avay, Chancellor Kirkland likes to use Summer 

 Cloud with Copper Lustre. They are also ha])j)y with pink 

 blends like Tokay. Boadicea. and buff pink President Pilking- 

 ton, and these are used in the jucture which is framed at both 

 ends by drifts of Euphony. I plan as my stock increases to paint 

 this picture in two colors : tan and warm cream, for nearby is a 

 brilliant splash of hemerocallis. The garden picture in full sun- 

 light where blends predominate is made up of ]\Iary Geddes, 

 Golden Light, Crown Jewel. Golden Flare, Clara Noyes, Mid- 

 gard, Rameses and Talisman. These dee])en into the medium 

 pink and rose of Coralie, then into the deep rose of Evelyn 

 Benson toning into Golden Hemlet and Dr. Kleinsorge's new 

 blood red iris Rebellion, the standards suffused with bronze and 

 rose. This planting has an irregnlar border of rose clove pinks, 

 citron yellow, citrinnm and bronze gold pansies. 



After all. color sense is an individual thing and each one of 

 us looks at an iris with different eyes. Mrs. L. W. Kellogg looks 

 at a sparkling iris and sees copper; T look at the same iris and 

 find it aglow with light shining through stained glass. I see 

 ruby, violet and Etruscan gold. Naturally, we would use a 

 different setting for Copper Piece. 



T have a trail of copper Indians that makes a stunning garden 

 picture. The trail starts with Timagami. Aztec. Ojibway. Mag- 

 netawan, Yucatan, and Junaluska. T wonder at the criticism 

 that these look too much alike, for each one is distinctive and 

 rarely beautiful. Following on this Indian trail are Ware Eagle. 

 Burning Bronze, Zuni, Indian Chief, and at last, Trail's End. 

 I am experimenting in this group with Dr. Grant's lustrous 

 purple Indian Hills because a nearby drift of purple baptisia 

 adds amazingly to the picture. 



