I feel like a war bride breathlessly rushing across to the well-house garden. “You’re back! You’re back!”
There, in the tall terracotta pot most recently planted with thryallis (galphimia glauca), surrounded by an admiring throng of bicolor iris (dietes bicolor), is a thicket of opium poppies (papaver somniferum). I had so loved the opium poppies I had seen in the garden at Great Dixter that I took a chance belatedly planting a few tatty-looking specimens last spring. They flowered, but never quite looked healthy otherwise. And, now, here they are again.
It’s one of those moments of pure glee for a gardener, when the unexpected is delivered.
The poppies are unevenly spaced around the rim of the pot — one side is extremely crowded. Shall I thin them out? And, if I do, will they take to replanting? I read somewhere that poppies don’t like to be moved . . .