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spring…

Memories from Chelsea Flower Show 2019.

SPRING is on the way and it all gets a little bit exciting. There are new signs of life in the garden. The honeysuckle has new shoots, and the aquilegia are popping up all over the place. I have heard that The Chelsea Flower Show may take place in September this year so there could be a whole different selection of plants to see. Our village is having an Open Garden day in July so plenty to look forward to. The gardens two years ago were so diverse it gave me lots of ideas. Oh no! that does not bode well! I will be digging up and replanting, AGAIN!!

Tulips

INTERNATIONAL WOMENS DAY This is celebrated every year on March 8th, it is a day for honouring the achievements of women throughout history. I had no idea of the impact that it would have on flower sales. In Russia the day is a celebrated by the giving of flowers to all women, mums, grandmothers, wives, girlfriends, it is also an official public holiday.

Hydrangeas

MOTHER’S DAY is fast approaching. We celebrate this year on March 14th. Last year was a very sad occasion, not only were flowers almost impossible to source, I expect I, amongst hundreds of other Mums did not see their children. Doesn’t matter how old they are its still nice to get together. This year will once again be a little quiet but there is light at the end of a very long tunnel. Flowers this year will be available so a sense of normality for me, and hopefully in a few months time we will get to see our families once again.

Allium Bouquet

DELIVERIES….. We are taking orders now for Mothering Sunday flowers. Hand tied bouquets, arrangements, jam jar posies and gift wrapped plants. Please contact us to place your order. Free local delivery.

The Rural Florists: Part II

For the love of all things holy, ‘PLEASE STOP RAINING!!!!!!!’

When we had grand thoughts of planning & planting the cutting garden we had this romantic idea of being out in the garden, turning over the soil, leaning on the gate whilst sipping our coffee, deciding what seeds are going where, what would grow in the best position… Well, since the gorgeous seeds arrived (the packet was opened with lots of ohh’s and ahhh’s) it has done nothing but rain… And when it hasn’t rained, we’ve had snow or frosts so hard we can’t stick a fork in the ground. The soil is ready, the fertiliser has been spread, it is waiting in anticipation of being filled with delights such as: lupins, eryingium, sweet peas, Veronica, Cerinthe… the list goes on. We want to get out there and plant but we can’t, they’d be washed away and we’d end up on our behinds, thigh deep in chicken poo.

The only saving grace is the arrival of spring. Hidden away in the garden, all those bulbs have started to appear. Snowdrops have arrived, cowslips around the base of the tree, daffodils breaking through the soil… It’s truly a delight to see these delicate flowers poking through. Despite everything they still come up and give us gardeners hope.

So to cheer ourselves up (and stop us drinking our body weight in caffeine) we visited a secret plant nursery. It’s in the back of beyond. Honestly, if you put a gun to my head and demanded the directions, I couldn’t tell you. At one point, I thought Claire was taking me to a secluded spot to hit me across the head with a spade! Maybe she thought about it but realised the ground was too hard to dig a grave. Thankfully, I’m still alive to tell you about the plants. Oh my goodness, I wanted to buy EVERYTHING!!! Pittisporum, Viburnum, Clematis, Jasmine… it goes on and on and on and on. Oh, I could have filled my car twenty times over. Honestly, in my head the sun was shining and the sky was blue. The endless joy that plants give me – to imagine what they’ll grow into over the coming months – fills me with utter happiness. I’m desperate for the days to get warmer and longer; I’m excited to watch things grow and evolve. No matter how much you plan, you can’t guarantee it’s going to work out the way you want it. You have to adapt, to work with the plants and the weather. Get out there in between the rain clouds, prepare for those better days, so you can utilise the time. Just imagine sitting in the sunshine, breathing in the heady scent of those sweet peas that you know you grew from a tiny seed. Total smug zone moment.

This was contributed by Claire S.