Today I bought my first lupins of the season. Lupins are one of those flowers that don’t last a long time in the vase but that has never bothered me. I’d be happy to have anything looking that good for just a few days. They have exactly the right combination of geometricity and unruliness with the added bonus of arriving in mixed colour bunches.
I packed up the van with said lupins, cornflowers and roses among other flowers, and headed to the nearby barracks where a group of lovely women had asked me to run a morning of flower school. After a bit of foliage foraging (mounds of hebe, copper beech, stachys and clematis) we set to work and the group did themselves proud.
As an aside, I also enjoyed my little insight into life “behind the wire”. I was green with envy at their collection of beautiful tureens and dishes (for flowers obviously, not soup).