I have Grandpa's Iris. We call it the great Iris rescue. ... and also lily of the valley and lilacs.
When grandpa passed, grandma wouldn't let anyone touch his gardens. She was never really into gardening much, but kept them up for quite a few years. Mom rescued some of the Iris after they were neglected for about 15 years. They were now under shade from a maple tree and had not bloomed in years.
Mom's interest in gardening was minimal and soon the iris were shaded by a maple tree they had planted.
She bugged me for years to rescue them. I finally did about 10 years ago, planting the small neglected tubers on the side of my house, sure they would not ever amount to much. Two years later they started to bloom! I moved them to the back of a perennial bed to better soil. When Mom came to see them the next year, she cried.
View attachment 5922
View attachment 5923
My favorite one was my grandpa's least favorite. A medium height Iris that multiplies fast.
View attachment 5921
My grandpa passed when I was 10, but I still can see him in his rose and iris garden.