I don't think there are any flowers that are truly black, but these hollyhocks come close.
Looks like the kind of thing Dracula might wear in the buttonhole of his tux when he's feeling sporty.
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"There are countless horrible things happening all over the world and horrible people prospering, but we must never allow them to disturb our equanimity or deflect us from our sacred duty to sabotage and annoy them whenever possible." -Auberon Waugh
Hollyhocks used to grow like weeds on the tall grass prairie farmland that was my grandfather's place (no, no black ones)...thanks for the reminder that I have a packet of seeds somewhere...
ReplyDeleteKC: Mrs Paco tried to grow these from seed for several years, with no luck. This year, however, they finally came through.
ReplyDeleteHollyhocks! That's what I forgot!
ReplyDeleteVery Goth, Paco.
ReplyDeleteI once had an idea for a SF story about an old man who lived in a garden of black roses that he had cultivated. That's about as far as I got....
Rebecca
ReplyDeleteThe others:
"Daffodils, heart's ease and flox
Meadowsweet and lady smocks
Gentian, lupine and tall hollihocks
Roses, foxgloves, snowdrops, blue forget-me-nots
In an English country garden."
Cheers
Meadowsweet and gentian - good for flavouring your old country ales with, folks! Roses aren't so bad either, but don't try foxgloves: they've got a poison that screw with your heart!
ReplyDeleteAs you were....