But, come August and September, I have the PYO of my dreams. My local nursery has a whole field of PYO dahlias. Every week I go, armed with a pair of flower scissors and fill my arms with a spectrum of floral gorgeousness.
And so these last few days, I have been able to sit at my table, books spread around me, laptop humming...like a good student-to-be, but have had the absolute pleasure of glancing up and getting an eyeful of these fabulous flowers.
Edited...sorted! But apologies to my commenteers...they went in the bin too, by mistake!