When the lupins were in bloom about this time last year, we scattered Great-Grammie's ashes over her colorful plot in Turner. Up until then, here in Bath, we had not had much luck with lupins. This year, however, one grew up in front of the house where there hadn't been one in years. It is magnificent with 18 or more spires- the first few in full bloom now, with many more tiny ones to fill color into the coming weeks.
I don't know if there is a connection between the two events, but I like to think so.
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The lupins are courtesy of Dennis Moore!
ReplyDeleteOh Christ!
ReplyDeleteThe cat's just choked itself on the bloody things!!!