I don’t often think of the moon as fiery, shiny but not fiery. This weekend it pierced even our curtains with it’s full moon brightness. I hardly ever garden for moonlight, though I love it so. There are moonflowers and night scented stock and nicotiana, all white and fragrant, poised to lure moths. So why this dahlia got called ‘ Moonfire’ I don’t know. It’s as bright as a solar flare, easy , no-flopping and ever blooming from early June to November here.
