This is my favourite type of forest.
I sowed these a few years ago, and now just let the birds so the work in scattering the seed in autumn.
They pop up everywhere. And luckily they grow nice and high and don’t get in the way of my dwarf French beans below.
I had a bit of help this month with some willing novice flower arrangers. I cut the plants very early in the morning and plonked them in very deep buckets of water to stop them wilting.
But what a pleasing sight when you turn up at our front door.
Even better when I sneak the yellow achillea flowers in between the blooms. It saves me having to yank out the entire vase of faded beauties after too short a time on display.