Today when I went out to run my errands, I saw that the strong winds we had all morning had knocked down and broken several of the dahlias. The white ones were all snapped, which was fine because I just made a bouquet for my mother-in-law with them. I guess I should have gotten longer stakes, since they were taller than me at that point. Oh well, at least the purple ones are blooming. Also, the upshot of all this weird weather?