Ink and marker, 8 x 10 inches
Irises have popped open their gorgeous, fragile blossoms at the bottom of my drive. I cut a few for a lecture on drawing I gave last Saturday and made a scribbly sketch during the lecture. Ever since, every time I spied it, I thought... must get my markers out. And finally, today, I did!
It's very, very pretty in Tennessee right now. Reminds me of a song...
When It's Iris Time In Tennessee
Written by Willa Waid Newman
Sweetness of Spring memories bring
Of a place I long to be.
Land of Sunshine calls this old heart of mine,
Come back to Tennessee.
Rocks and the rills deep tinted hills,
Three's no spot so dear to me.
Where'er I roam still it's my Home Sweet Home,
My own, my Tennessee.
When it's Iris time down in Tennessee,
I'll be coming back to stay
Where the mockingbird sings at the break of day
A lilting love song gay.
Where the Iris grows,
Where the Harpeth flows,
That is where I long to be.
There's a picture there that lives in memory
When it's Iris time in Tennessee.
This song was adopted in 1935 by the 69th General Assembly in Chapter 154 of the Public Acts as the State Song of Tennessee.
I wrote a state song a few years back for another state. Click here to learn more!
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