Beautiful blooms gifted to me by Roger. We had popped into the garden centre last week to buy plants, not realising they had a little show going on. These were marked First Prize and as I enthused over their beauty, a gentleman with a beaming smile, asked if I wanted to take them home. I was gobsmacked and of course said yes please! What a generous guy! I think they're called dinner plate dahlias, but correct me if I'm wrong. Huuuge blooms! For an absolute age now I've wanted a hydrangea for the front garden, but could never find the exact one I wanted. The choice seemed to be either pink or blue and very bright at that, where I wanted something more muted. Well, I was blessed again, not only bagging Rogers gorgeous blooms, but bagging just the hydrangea I wanted. I love the colours so much and can't wait to be able to cut and dry blooms for the house. Yes, it will be quite a while and there will be much work to maintain this lovely shade, but ...
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