I've got a couple of these (new this year) in my garden and for about a week
I'd been admiring their beautiful compound flowers and fine perfume.

Anyway, last night it rained and, so far as I can tell, the sheer weight of
the rain settling in amongst the petals has broken one flower head off and
bent over the other two. Shaking them out, I was surprised how much lighter
they were afterwards.

Moral of this tale is, I suppose, do not plant them somewhere where they
will act as buckets!

--
Brian
"Don't be afraid of playing the fool, or of letting go, or of not being
dignified, or of not being pretty, or of not being conventional, or of
thinking that someone will laugh"

"Brian Watson" wrote in message
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Moral of this tale is, I suppose, do not plant them somewhere where they
will act as buckets!


I think its pronouced "bouquet" ;-)

"Nigel Kitcher" wrote in message
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"Brian Watson" wrote in message
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Moral of this tale is, I suppose, do not plant them somewhere where they
will act as buckets!


I think its pronouced "bouquet" ;-)

:-)

--
Brian
"Stuck down a hole, in the fog, in the middle of the night, with an owl."