...the flower of love.
"Agy" has a history. My eldest grandaughter went to boarding school in Toowoomba. Their gardens were full of agapanthus and each year the departing year 12 students were given an agapanthus plant. With no permanent home at the time she gave the plant to me to care for until she finished university but she's never collected it - just loves to see it in bloom each year when it brings back memories of her school days.
great to see all the rain up your way after so many dry years
the colours of this are magnificent and a great story too.