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How I Live Now: British Flower Week

This week is British Flowers Week, an annual national celebration of British flowers, plants and foliage founded by New Covent Garden Market in 2013. Show your support by creating arrangements in the windows of your homes and look out for other peoples displays when you’re out and about- find out more here. https://www.britishflowersweek.com/

I’m definitely all about the wild flowers this year’s Flowers week...we should actually SEE them (they are modest and usually overlooked) we should marvel at them and we must look after them better.

Extract from Emma’s book Pattern: & the secrets of lasting design

One of the very best ways to appreciate flowers is from a car. On neglected roundabouts, on verges all over the country, by the windiest of lanes or a whizzing dual carriageway, and even on the embankments of the motorway, you will see how carelessly, abundantly, beautifully and with no planning at all the wild flowers of England fling themselves about, star the mown grass, tangle the hedges, and most especially how they lavish themselves in utterly perfect ever-changing versions of the best ever herbaceous borders. Of course, the councils and authorities are always intervening, sometimes with benign effects, I will concede, but more frequently with disastrously destructive mowing programmes- for example, slap in the middle of the nesting season, just so that we can all speed slightly more foolishly on to the next thing.

I know that the motorway embankments are not au naturel, they are strimmed, and also their trees are cut down in swathes just as they come to maturity lest health and safety guidelines might be breached. I am aware of successful municipal planting schemes along our roads – in Norwich the splashes and pools of the crocuses between the carriageways of the ring road in February are an especial pleasure. But notwithstanding these interferences, the wild flowers burst out- -they recall the lost bucolic past and they grab their chances wherever the soil is turned over; they redeem the heartlessness of how we live with their boundless grace and loveliness. They constantly heal and restore the land, and make it beautiful.

Shop our flowers here: https://www.emmabridgewater.co.uk/collections/flowers

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