A couple of weeks ago we visited dahlia heaven. Otherwise known as the annual Anglesey Abbey dahlia festival. But I prefer my version. For heavenly it really was.
We arrived and followed a trail of dahlias, which looked as if they’d been scattered across the ground, but were actually sitting in clever little vases embedded in the soil.
Strangely, the long line of blooms didn’t actually didn’t actually lead to the dahlia garden, but it did take us away from the crowds and towards our favourite picnic spot. After we’d eaten our cheese and pickle rolls and collected at least forty conkers, we set off in search of the main attraction. Eventually we found it. It was worth the wait.
Giant, show-stopping dahlias as far as the eye can see. The amazing detail and symmetry…the colours. The boys had got a bit bored by this point but I was in (instagram) heaven. These days it’s normal to get overexcited by pretty flowers and I’m no exception.
I had to share them with you. Such a burst of joy before the darkness of winter is upon us. The dahlias at Anglesey should be around until the first frosts, so it’s not too late to see them.
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