Lordy, I have fallen seriously in love with this gorgeous double hollyhock. There is something so frightfully Enid Blyton about hollyhocks - making me think of midnight feasts of strawberries with lashings of double cream, bossy matrons and lacrosse sticks.
I bought this beauty from Frogmore Gardens in July and nursed it through frantic attempts by earwigs to disembowel it. The champagne splendour has more than repayed me for my attentions. And look how delightful it looks against a swathe of achillea. I'd like to take full credit for this plant combination but I am a completely clueless gardener. Luckily, there are times when the planets align, horticulturally speaking.
Words I Like
- "Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are." Alfred Austin
- "My whole life has been spent waiting for an epiphany, a manifestation of God's presence, the kind of transcendent magical experience that lets you see your place in the big picture. And that is what I had with my first compost heap." Bette Midler
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They are just beautiful and the combination with the apricot achemillia (Not sure about the spelling) is devine. Just like in real garden books.
Posted by: Trisha | 01/16/2009 at 08:51 AM
Beautiful. I have no gardening luck with aligned plants at the moment. I seem to have a camellia that's turning up it's toes. I chopped some old wood out of it before Christmas and it seemed to go great, but I noted today another branch is on the way out. What could be wrong?
Posted by: katiecrackernuts | 01/16/2009 at 09:59 AM
ooh it's gorgeous.
and yarrow is one of my favourite little flowers / medicinal herbs. I especially love the yellow. and the white. oh, all yarrow really.
and hollyhocks.
here, our bulbs are emerging!!!
Posted by: charlotte | 02/04/2009 at 11:04 PM