Friday, 29 May 2015
In recent winters, I have lost some of my more unusual colours, and even managed to lose the nearly black Nora Barlows last winter. The commonest colours are the toughest, it would seem. This pretty pink and white one lives in a big pot and has survived to bring me pleasure yet again.
The very dark ones seem to be concentrated in the Yard, so I must sprinkle some of their seeds up in the pale pink area this year.
There used to be a lot of William Guinness here, but now there's just one on the right (dark with a white centre).
I have a few of the very pure white ones, which start off a yellowy limey colour, as seen between my fingers.
The palest of pinks with a lilac back to it. I have plenty of these.
Tousled Norah Barlow-ish.
Some simple blue-purple ones here in the stoney garden.
They seed themselves everywhere, including in tiny cracks in concrete paths, where I haven't the heart to yank them out . . .
I love these deeper colours.
Almost black - sorry for the blurry look of out-of-focus camera.
Equally blurry lighter purple William Guinness.
Above and below, these are from around the patio down in what was my mum's garden. Below: showing that you can get variations of flower on the same plant.
Finally, the last surviving one of my more exotic sorts - this is yellow. It's in a big pot and they seem to do better that way. A lot of the little pots which lost their occupant over the winter had small white grubs in and I think these had been eating the plant roots.
Sorry for a none-too-coherant posting but I feel brain-dead this morning and just want to go back to bed, to be honest! I'll try and update this later.