First sight of this fabulous geranium just squeezed life into my soul. It has made its mark since early summer, presenting itself like a fluorescent sunset, which continues to persevere now at the end of August. It is a very warm, exotic red-coral which is vibrant and reviving like a tropical paradise. The nectarine orange feeds the passionate red with sweetness and delight, but of course, its sensational hue isn’t the only thing that excites the senses.
The scent of this lush flower is full of crisp, earthy textures – ginger peel, pear skin, and peach fur. Their zest, juice and nectar are crushed into the colour of cool white opals, and their collective freshness accumulates in a grand, glistening melon cut into crystal slices and complemented by refreshingly tart and translucent gooseberries.
The aroma is like sea breeze in the way it comes over you like a wave that uplifts and transports with a lightness and sheerness reminiscent of stray sands, drifty weeds, and the dreamy breath of a sleepy ocean when the sky is a cool, calm dove-grey and the beach is blissfully empty.
In the corner of your eye though, there is still that glimmer of a lovely salmon above the sea, the pretty pastel coral glow, the sandstone chalk smudge. It’s the joyous colour of the juicy geranium that has enriched your every cell, revitalised your heart, and mesmerised your mind with its holiday haze.
