Hints and tips:
...The wet weather had made those stalwarts, universal pansies, rot in their window boxes; Oxford university’s crew was crushed in the Boat Race; an uninvited hare ate the buds off my tulips....
...So I thought last November, when I finished planting hundreds of tulips and forked in the spring flowering pansies from their boxes....
...An extraordinary couple, she in a white jumper-dress, he with a black polo neck tucked into brown-pleated trousers, man-bag and, surely, wig, like a Playboy in a 1970s camera advert, were roaming through...
...Since 2004 Kurita has been collecting handfuls of the varied types of soil all along France’s Loire Valley: red, brown, light, pebbly, heavy....
...I still have excellent flowers on the universal pansies of late spring, plants which I picked up as a discarded lot for £1. They have been cut back and stuffed full of chemicals....
...He is seated in his drawing room in brown floppy boots that would not be wearable nowadays....
...Be warned that in summer it goes a scruffy shade of brown. Pansies are not coded in the way you might think. They mean “think of me” and not “you’re gay”, as pensée is the French for “thought”....
...Sue Raby, coiffed shoulder-length brown hair, a grey shawl-collar coat, sets off down the road with a wheelie shopping bag full of Avon catalogues....
...The first thing we spotted was a roe deer with her fawn, a dark brown infant with a white scut that flagged their retreat into the trees....
...Or pansies for that matter. They are all welcome. Same goes for the asexual tubers and rhizomes. Check out these potatoes: quite delicious....
...If your chrysanths have brown middles you now know why. It has been proven long ago. What a calm rhythm there is to it all, week after week....
...Back home, I had been feeling pleased with nothing but universal pansies. Where Londoners really win is in the family of mimosa....
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