Iris. Beautiful, icy, peachy, gasp inducing Iris. This season, I’ve heard so many people comment on how these beautifully feminine flowers remind them of their childhood. Although their scent is faint, so many remark on their sweet nostalgic notes. And just to support their unique quality they vanish quickly, not to be seen for another year. More of my thoughts on this riveting subject may be found on Sacramento Street here.
Photos: Caitlin Flemming for Sacramento Street