My neighbour’s Impatiens are almost all gone, and the petals on the last of his summer roses are sighing out their last breaths. In our garden, the geraniums we planted this summer are a flash of azure in a heap of rusty leaves. It will be some time before we see flowers again. I sometimes imagine what it would be like to live in a climate where flowers grow all year around. I came across the magical flower garden of florist, Petrina Burrill in the heart of suburban Melbourne, and I was enchanted. Delphiniums! Ranunculus! Roses! It’s so colourful and abundant, and I love all the mismatched pots crammed full of wild blooms. These will be lovely images to return to in the heart of February when we’re aching to see a crocus or two. And this garden chat with Petrina is delightful.