Heavy Headed, Heavy Hearted

I couldn't understand why my irises always fall over right at the height of their glory. Turns out it's time to divide the clump, or it could be because they are in too much shade or have had too much nitrogen.
This photo is from eight in the evenng, they really have almost full sun, and I know I don't overfeed them anything, so dividing the clump it is.
We had a delightful time watching many swallows feeding in the air as night was coming on. Most pleasant to sit in our backyard on a warm evening.
I wish my sister could have been sitting there with us. She has another busy week of hospital and doctor. I wish I could do a week of her life once in awhile, so she could rest.