As you may have realised, all I seem to have done for the last few months is travel for work. The only real pleasure of that punishing schedule is the joy of coming home. And particularly when you have a fabulous garden that pushes on ahead without you. My first task when I come home, before unpacking, is to take a walk around and see what's changed. Its always a delight, but last night's meander was the best yet. Here's why
What I thought was the standard, and beautiful, orange clivia, appears to be something else. I'm not sure what, but it apparently comes in different colours too!