This Pelargonium “Pink Capricorn” was a gift from Phlomis Phlo (after some extremely unsubtle hinting on my part). It has thrived in a pot in the half-sun of the steps leading up to our small and imperfectly formed garden. Perched here the fragrant leaves are handy for a quick fondle on route to bring the washing in or even (deep breath) a little weeding. Despite our disappointing summer it has grown well. This afternoon it was looking particularly lovely set against the whitewashed wall behind.
I am becoming increasingly concerned by my recent leanings towards the Barbara Cartland region of the spectrum. Perhaps my Darth Vader days are over. Pastel Power here we come!
Off The Edge Gardening 
Barbara Cartland was real, quite batty, and a millionairess despite being a very ‘pink’ person, Darth Vader is on the other hand entirely fictional. Go Ba!
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Another bubble burst!
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I briefly thought I was going to read some in depth political doubt. Liking pink is perfectly permissible.
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Ha! So pleased you approve of my pink side.
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I would have indulged in unsubtle hinting, too!
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