Spring Sprung Sprong


The balcony has just exploded … with flowers. Tonight the sweet, enchanting, sensual fragrance of Nicotiana wafts lightly on the gentle warm breeze, bewitching the interiors of this Dream Palace, and all that. It is bloody marvelous. I’ve ordered more seeds, nurturing hope, for us all. 


La Pasión Española

I am overwhelmed by passion


The flowers look as though they were created for the cover of a 1950's Sci-Fi comic


I bought the seeds from a funny looking geezer with tentacle eyes down the market the year before last. He said the plant “bleedin' well loves the climate down here on earth”

I hope to be making Passion Fruit Bellini's later with a view to the stars