took this photo of a dahlia in the garden getting ready to bloom…

although I just bought these this spring it made me think about the ones we bought in 2011 in Courtenay…

we went to visit the Dahlia man… he was very old and lived on a property at the edge of Courtney/Comox… I can’t remember the man’s name, but George would have… he remembered all that type of stuff…

we must have spent two hours with him… looking at all the dahlias which were blooming and then going through his boxes and ziplock bags filled with tubers… he and my beloved talked and talked, lol…

we brought home some of the tubers and he sent more later…

they bloomed beautifully and at the end of the season we lifted them and packed them up for the next year… sadly they were put in ziplock bags and in the spring were all mushy… we hadn’t let them dry sufficiently before bagging them…

both of my girls have developed the same ability to talk to anyone anywhere and know all about them by the end of the conversation… makes me giggle… so not me…