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  • I've been seeing iris opening throughout the valley and wonder where they all came from. Were they a Mother's Day gift, a sharing neighbor, or did they come from some distant land?
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  • I've been seeing iris opening throughout the valley and wonder where they all came from. Were they a Mother's Day gift, a sharing neighbor, or did they come from some distant land?
    The purple ones in my friend Bertha Prewitt's backyard have a unique story that goes something like this:
    Bertha was born in eastern Oklahoma in 1922, married her husband, Lawton, when she was 17, and moved west before eventually settling in Medford. In 1973 they drove back to Oklahoma for a visit. The old homestead had been sold many years before, the fences were gone and sadly the farmhouse had burned to the ground in a fire, but in the distance Bertha noticed "Mama's iris" and began to cry. Lawton quickly grabbed a shovel from the truck and dug some up for her to bring home.
    For over 40 years she has been sharing them with family and friends. In 2005 she gave me a large clump to start my own iris garden, which has grown significantly, largely from the kindness of neighbors and friends throughout the valley. I am both grateful and proud to be a part of such a loving community. — Susan Bundgard Hatfield, Medford
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