Elusive

I once told a girl that I loved her and she responded, " I don't think about you at all . . ."  Kids can be so cruel . . . ok, that didn't really happen.

Sometimes the hardest part about a blog post is getting the briefest moment of inspiration to get started.  Once you have that, it seems like the words flow more easily.  I have been collecting pictures randomly without a clue when/where/how they would work into the mix . . . here's one.

I'm pretty sure the collection of irises on the other side of the fence are much more impressive than the two that tried to escape.  If the grass is greener, what are the irises?

Thanks word inspiring muse person . . .