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- Although it is the end of Summer in the UK, we were still able to see many flowers in the flower garden at The Lost Gardens of Heligan.
- Rudbeckia still as bright as ever, distinguished for their long flowering season.
- This Melianthes (Kruidtjie roer my nie) caught my eye. It is a South African endemic plant. On a sunny day the sun-birds feast on the nectar dripping from the flowers, but any one touching those attractive leaves is in for a surprise. With a strong unpleasant smell, it warns all that it is highly toxic.
- Echinacea commonly know as “Cone-flowers, have large, showy heads of composite flowers, blooming from early to late summer. The generic name is derived from the Greek word, meaning “sea urchin,” due to the spiny central disk. Some species are used in herbal medicines and some are cultivated in gardens for their showy flowers.
- This flower is a mystery, could someone please help me identify it.
- This Sedum or Stonecrop leaves are edible.
Pelargonium species are evergreen perennials indigenous to Southern Africa, and are drought and heat tolerant, but can tolerate only minor frosts. They are extremely popular garden plants, grown as bedding plants in temperate regions.
The Purple flower is Dissotis princeps, another South African endemic. This handsome species is fast, easy and rewarding to grow provided it is planted in fertile, well-watered soil in a sunny position
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Lovely different flowers! I love it all! 🙂
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thank you Sophie 🙂 Happy SUNday
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beautiful…..
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thank you and thank you for the re-blog 🙂
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No worries…I wrote a poem there as well….for you sort of!
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😀 will look tomorrow… thanks 🙂
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Reblogged this on writingthebody and commented:
Heliotrope
Golden sunflower, you rise in the east
Where the blazing beast of sun
Offers you the fire you seek,
The heat you take, searing
The life out of soil and leaf.
Meantime, the scragged stems
Of purple scuttle, rearing up towards the sun
The sun-lover in fatal addiction
A kitchen furnace of leathered leaf
Of broken belief in stony soil.
Why do you toil so, what do you seek?
When we human sicken at the heart
Sicken even at the stem
We look upon you in wonder.
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