Things are popping up all over now. Pea shoots for one wedding. Blueberries for another. I’m growing three different varieties with the hope that at least one of the crops will be good for ‘the big day’.
The moment when we all go peony crazy. We’re on the cusp. Any moment. I had the first ones in the shop this week. Still had to sell my soul to afford them.
And then these French tulips, a complete bastard to work with. Maybe we should call them the Diva flower. Or maybe the Wintour Wonder? Thatcher Thriller? Ramsey Romantic? Oh you get the idea. Difficult to work with, we’ll leave it at that shall we?
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