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Auricula Favourites

Has anyone written poetry about Auriculas….I have not seen it, hence I felt inspired to write a verse.
Catch your breath colour
Can it be real?
Tiny perfect picture
Can it be real?
Audacious, subtle, side by side.
Elusive scent, forms the memory first.

I’ll keep on with the day job.

It is like a birthday tea in the poly tunnel just now and you don’t know here to look first, a dizzying array, the dazzle of the alpine varieties and the solid globs of the doubles .
And then beyond the colour you begin to see the symmetry and the subtle beauty of the farina and the paler washed colours.

Do I have a favourites, of course I do, and they change from year to year.
That is partly because different varieties perform well each year…and surprisingly unpredictable.
So this year’s favourites:

Soft Blues: Wedgewood, Walton and Bradmore Bluebells
Bradmore Bluebell
Bold and Red: Favourite and Trudy and Rene…….All border auriculas, strong and beautiful.
Trudy
Fragrant beauties: The nicest are Queen Alexander and Old Clove Red.
Old Clove Red
Breath-taking Greens: Great Parrot. and the fancy Salad
Salad

Beautiful doubles: Golden Chatreuse, Nymph and the new Shaun
Golden Chatreuse
The show stealers: Sirius, Rodeo and Gee Cross
Gee Cross
And best of all …when you have left several auriculas in the room overnight, the scent…cloves, rose, capture it and remember.

Margaret
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