Our strolling down the sidewalks of Bramwell was detoured by a marvelous garden.
There was a row of dahlias shamelessly showing off right there next to the sidewalk.
You couldn’t expect me to waltz right by without stopping to meet them.
Thomas Edison was closest to the gate. I barged in like a blogger gone mad.
There were some show-stoppers that I needed to know the names of for future purchases.
Harold Brown, the pianist and gardener, informed me that these beauties came from Old House Gardens in Ann Harbor, Michigan.
When flowers are involved, the Flower gets a bit brazen.
FLOW
floweralley 
They certainly are beauties. I’m surprised no one has picked them. People used to actually pick the flowers out of my parent’s front yard.
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Oh my gosh!!!! That is bold.
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One morning they watched elementary school kids pick daffidills for their teachers on the way to school.
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Ha. I am glad I live in an isolated spot.
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As a gardener, I don’t mind people stopping to ask me about a plant in my yard. I assume other gardeners feel the same.
Kevin Floodlights has been gracing my dining room table the past couple weeks. My first dahlia, but certainly not my last. I’ve been bitten by the dahlias bug.
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That one is on my list. Crazy big and beautiful.
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Dahlias are fabulous, and I wish I could grow them somewhere… Maybe I’ll sneak one or two into the community garden plot next year… They are pretty awesome!
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Retaining the names is impressive
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Love This! I have caught the Dahlia bug too. Great too know the name of the Michigan garden source – Thank you!
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You are so welcome. Glad to help a fellow dahlia lover.
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