Thursday, 12 March 2009


My Mum bought me these last Friday. I was amazed they survived the trek around Borough Market and the two bus journeys back (crammed in a bag with the vibrant stash of rhubarb), but they did and after a few hours in fresh water they started to open.
They are named perfectly, I love the almost excitable burst that the heads of the flowers have. It's as if they can't wait to explode into the happy world of spring. They are so wonderfully cheerful and make me grin whenever I see them.

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