06/11/2024
As a nod to Bonfire Night I've been potting on my own little planty fireworks today.
Ranunculus has a reputation of being a bit of a diva flower to grow. I'm more of a no-nonsense kind of grower, usually, but these stunners are worth a bit of faff, don't you think?
I'm planning on planting these in the polytunnel, where they will likely be high on the menu for the mice and voles. But unless they like them with chilli and garlic, hopefully they won't be gobbled.
It's quite a juggling act in my brain sometimes - forward planning for flowers for next year while still being mindful and enjoying the present season can be a bit jarring sometimes. The spring bulbs are still sitting in their boxes in the hallway. Every time I nearly trip over them, I imagine they are pleading with me to plant them. I know that's a job that can wait until this weird mild November weather gives way to proper cold, so I'm ignoring them for the time being. The dried flowers are calling louder this week though. Hopefully I'll have some more pics of the bouquets I'm bringing to the to show you tomorrow.