First job today was picking #narcissi
These flowers are from bulbs planted 3 years ago at our old farm and they are really hitting the mark for stem length and flower size. I don't always remember their names but I'm fairly confident I can get the division right most of the time. I used it as an opportunity to sneak in a bit of #daffodil
identification practice ahead of my training session for the #heraldsofspring
historic Daffodil survey.
The survey is recording the historic varieties found in boundaries of old flower fields on the Bere Peninsula. These hedgerows and banks are home to the remnants and rejects of those old flower fields. They gild the roadsides here for weeks each spring. There's always some beaut peeping out from bank and I'm very happy to help record them...I know it's going to cause a terrifically expensive bulb bill this year though!
Growing flowers is one thing. Getting flowers to customers is another. These flower farms had an enviable deal, loading their flowers aboard the trains all bound for #coventgardenmarket
and the London markets and sold locally too. A logistically efficient route to market that all flower farmers dream of. And when the network of stations and services were scuppered; so was the flower industry.
I hope, as more small flower farms come along, we'll see a return to flowers being freighted by train to the large wholesale markets. And cities having their own smaller wholesale markets. In all, wresting back that market share for our seasonal, local #britishflowers