Robin loved growing flowers. If I had to pick a flower she loved best it would be the blue Iris. She and Reid would go down to Eklutna Flats where the tide would come up and the irises and snap dragons would bloom prolifically.
After several years they were really picked over. She would transplant them in her yard with columbine, lots of petunias and other flowers.
It was that artistic expression of beauty and joy in showing her flower garden that an ethereal glow would appeared on her face.
