Somebody loves their dahlias….
I’ve been meaning to snap this garden for ages. Glad I waited till now though, because I think it’s at its best in October with dahlias a-go-go. It’s in an uber-posh street with big houses. I don’t know who lives there, but I love that they haven’t done the usual ‘tidy’ thing (see the next-door house, below).
I love October more and more every year. It was the first month I was ever properly aware of, being my birthday month, but it means so much more with the gardening bug in place. Hunk took me to the divine Dock Kitchen, whose menu reads like a poem about autumn. Pheasant biryani with rose petals and gold leaf… #thatisall
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They do look rather wonderful in their shaggy riotness. October is my birthday month too and I love it best as well. Nothing beats the colours, light and scents of ripe fruit and the beginning of musty decay.
I’m an October baby too and adore this month. It must be the colours, and those dahlias are so positively brash and sunny and cheerful. Happy October!