It was very cold last night here. Or it could be me, not the weather. To compound the matter, I didn't renew my TV licence and was staring at youtube at the barrel. Then I googled and it turned out that you can use any channels, including itv, c4, c5 as long as you don't watch live or record. Only iplayer is not allowed for even catch up. That's so simple. I watched Doctor G in dplay and they were brilliant.
My promise to myself: no more bulbs: tulips, daffs, allium, crown imperialis from now on. I spent half a day potting E70 up and it was exhausting and time consuming. From now on, only recycling. I also potted up 40 saffron crocus.
When I saw this flower in Riverside, it had a label nearby, saying Smell me! I did and it smelt like a perfume. Yesterday, I smelt it again and again and realised it smelt like a Dior perfume: Diorissimo, no less.
I smelt the red one. I don't remember a scent. But in the sunshine and heat, this one does smell like a perfume.
See my intellectual THINKER! They are going to miss the party. Still in bud form. Or I should call them Miss/Mr Attitude, after my rooster who would never do as told. He's going to be pampered with yet more old ladies. I'm going to have 6 old hens to see them through their old days on 12 September.
Apricot Lemonade are very happy.
So was Chrysanthemum Eastern Star.
These are Rainbow mixed.
Two years ago, my Salvia amistad's heart was ripped out by the wind. The whole centre came off like a brolly. I took tons of cuttings. This year, I took no chance and keep trimming the taller branches, but still it has kept growing and it is now taller than the Rudbeckia behind it. I wish I had more of these yellow statuesque plants and the colour is just screaming at a distance. I don't necessarily like magenta or deep red, but this zesty, cheerful yellow is definitely me!