Fuschia's

Another dripping day here. I did know what the reddish one is , thanks to my Blip-pal TonyG, but the name now escapes me. The pink one I rescued from an abandoned hanging basket last year, overwintered it, planted it out last Spring : Wallah!, it's still flowering. Must be my green-fingered paternal Grandfather (who I never knew ) emerging through me.

I'm firmly in winter mode : having spent the morning doing an ace wooly adjustment and repair : satisfying stuff. Another ancient part of me re-emerging !!.