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Sometimes I’m left with slightly dodgy looking plants that nobody wants to buy, simply because they’ve stopped flowering. So I take them home and give them a litte cuddle. Or in this case the plot and give them a whole bed. Look at that poppy. In amongst the weeds and other planty distractions, you look up and your heart races. And out come the snips.
It’s been a strange week. Lots in the pipeline. A very exclusive launch next week. Calls from location people about shooting in the shop. And meetings about our summer event in the city. Not of course forgetting all the fabulous weddings that are happening. This week it was 31 tables of scented stocks, delphinium and astrantia with little lavender pots.
Next week? Yes Fiona it’s yours!!! I have a little flowery surprise to add to your bouquet. It’s going the be amazing. And it’s here. Cool huh.
Today, to my mind, is a Sunday. Obviously I’m not that derranged that I believe it. No, I do appreciate it is actually Tuesday. But you have to go with your own clock. So today is Sunday. Which means pottering at the plot. Moving gooseberry and blackberry bushes to a more appropriate sunnier spot. Digging up the last of the Jerusalem artichokes. And finally giving up on the asparagus bed. A little like Monty Don’s on Gardeners World, planted at the same time and each year offering up a pathetic yield. I got tough, out came the fork and off they went to the great asparagus bed in the sky. But I will persevere and plant again, because you should grow what you love.
At the shop, Mother’s Day came and went. I feel we’ve created a community space of sorts sometimes. Where friends meet, and people come to laugh, cry or receive a hug. Where PCO’s help customers with neighbour disputes surrounding rubbish and overgrown ivy. There’s Jam swaps and childcare advice (whether you want it or not – the advice, not the jam). Our bride’s of years ago are now receiving mother’s day bouquets, and the world moves on.
And today I bring you a solitary camelia with fastia flowers (or are they seeds?). In a vase to match. I did have the tiniest anemones, but sometimes on rare occasions I simply put the scizzors away and just appreciate.
All manner of trends from London Fashion Week. Translating to fabulous floral inspiration which trickles down to the plebs in the burbs (me). Hey we’re watching. And paying attention.
Soft muted greys and bold warm oranges. Macrame. Again big on the catwalks and the florists are asking about plant holders. But it won’t be withered or overly productive spider plants. Move Tilandsia, mosses, succulents, cactus. Today I had a chat about doing a whole cactus wedding. It will happen. And there will be a florist with spine pricked skin. Maybe this isn’t one that needs promoting?