Yesterday, whilst contemplating picking and plonking for today’s vase, I was very aware of a forecasted minimum overnight temperature of 3ºC with the potential for frost and felt a strange dilemma – part of me was excited about this turning point in the weather, knowing that the inevitable effect on the garden would give me a good excuse for cutting back and tidying up, but the flipside would mean a sudden loss of blooms and overall colour. In these circumstances what should I pick? The last hurrah of the dahlias before their leaves are blackened by frosts and the flowers wiped out? Or the last of the lingering annuals with their endlessly brazen brightness?
In the end it was the annuals that won, mainly because none apart from the alonsoa have featured in a vase this year. It was the white bacopa that did it for me, planted either side
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