“What happened to our gypsophila?” Stephen asked me. We used to have a lovely bush of white gypsophila which was very useful for making posies. Sadly it disappeared a few years ago.
This morning I was at Portstone Garden Centre, actually in the café for an end-of-year meeting, and afterwards I went to seek gypsophila. They didn’t have any white, but I was pleased to buy four plants of Gypsy Pink.
I managed to find four spots in the garden to plant them, and was surprised that the label said they were “designer flowers”, as that phrase has quite another meaning for me. Some years ago I wanted to buy artificial flowers (I now wonder why!) and asked at a shop for false flowers that didn’t pretend to look like real flowers. “Oh, you mean designer flowers” said the woman, and ever since that’s what designer flowers have meant to me. I shall just have to ignore the label on the gypsophila.
I’m looking forward to evening showers
to nurture my new-planted flowers
Ruth's Reflections 
They look very pretty. How odd they are called designer flowers.
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Odd indeed
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