Two Fangs Are Better Than One

The irises I've seen have just one beard per fall, and they don't usually have teeth.

I've spent too much time lately rooting around in boxes of old photographs. I've been looking for pictures of my son and his friends, but it's so easy to get sidetracked by that camping trip to the mountains, and there are my parents! and here's the house before it got painted...it goes on and on. I'm trying to scan things, and though I intended to then throw out the paper and film, I wonder if that's very smart. One big power failure and it's all gone. So I suppose I'll save some of the ephemera after all, only maybe it will be better sorted and labelled. Maybe.