I remember learning what an iris looked like when I was a little kid because they were on all the Puffs tissue boxes.
My mom told me what they were called and that they were one of her favorite flowers.
Because we had pictures (on tissue boxes) of this flower all over the house, the iris was one of the first flowers I learned to recognize and one of the first favorites of my mother's I remembered.
My dad and I tried grow some in the back yard, but the squirrels would always dig up most of the bulbs before they ever bloomed.
(Hungary does not have squirrels.)
To this day, whenever I see this flower I think of my mom...
... and squirrels and Puffs tissues.
Boldog Anyák Napját Kívánok!
Happy Mother's Day!
