Columbia Road Market 44
I returned from the market laden with fifteen of these Geraniums (Vancouver Centinial) that I bought for ten pounds. “Ah’m givin’ ya’ twen’y five quid’s worth fer a tenner,” explained the plant seller with the characteristic magnanimity that distinguishes the traders of Columbia Rd. It gave me a dozen for my window box, one for a pot on the dresser and two as a gift for my neighbour. Geraniums are the most egalitarian of plants, and so I was delighted to have surfeit of them, thanks to the keen prices at Columbia Rd Market.
Years ago, I used to restrict myself to just white Geraniums. A shameful aberration that I have now thankfully renounced, embracing the glorious gaudiness of the red Geranium. The smell of their leaves is irresistibly evocative with its delicious bitter scent, and it was the dramatic variegated foliage which attracted me to this particular variety, as well the vivid scarlet flowers.
For months, I was wary to replant my window box for fear of disturbing the family of Blue Tits that nested in my bird house this Spring, but they have safely flown weeks ago, and I have been seeing the mature young birds flying around the garden. Now my window box is ablaze with a mass of flaming red Geraniums, greeting me as the first glimpse of life that I see upon waking each morning, to inspire me to roll out of bed and seek the day.