Who am I?
I ran across the beautiful specimen of a plant today and had to purchase it. It was from a bush and tree nursery who occasionally have a smattering of ornamental plants. This place is mainly to the trade so I wasn't immediately indignant that there wasn't a tag on it.
When a woman came up to ask me if she could help, I asked her what it was, and she said, point blank, Foxglove.
To which I said, "this cannot be foxglove." I said it out loud too, which is highly unusual, being a relative newbie gardener, I try to keep el moutho firmly shut out in the real world so I do not look like an idiot. For some reason, to you folks reading here, looking like an idiot is much less an obstacle.
Anyhow, she repeated, foxglove. To which I said, "you cannot possibly convince me that this is foxglove. First of all, it does not resemble it in the slightest, and second foxglove would be a crispy critter after a day in the full sun where it is currently sitting. Honestly, foxgloves are 3 or 4 feet tall with bells and tall spike form. Haven't you ever seen one?" To this she started digging around through all of the pots looking for an ID card and came up with one that said, "primrose." Oh for heaven sake, I thought, it didn't look like primrose either.
I could have better accepted primrose as a possibility, yet by now I was dubious. That this lady was seemingly convinced one minute it was foxglove and another minute it was primrose was highly suspect. And in light of the fact that it didn't, on the face of it, resemble either, yet she seemed to be completely unaware of this fact...
I couldn't help myself. I hauled off, gathered speed, and gave her the big fat hairy eyeball... so hairy one could reclassify it as a furry eyeball (but I would use a tag so people wouldn't be confused when choosing between hairy and furry eyeballs).
For some reason this woman was running around this nursery pretending to work here... this could be the only explanation. As dear old Holmes would say, when you've eliminated the impossible, whatever is remaining, however improbable, is the truth.
So having solved that mystery with swift efficiency, I brought the plant home and got out my smoking jacket and pipe and weird little hat (I forwent the cocaine... you have to draw the line somewhere with these rhetorical devices.) I began studying the facts. The flowers, in my vastly inferior experience, resemble something like those of torenia or even more like those of a thunburgia vine (blue sky flower/blackeyed susan vine). The habit and leaves looked nothing like either, this has simple medium green leaves, opposite, appearing from the bottom through the mid point of the stem. The stems are blackish, stiff and thin. The flowers are a bluish purple, non waxy, relatively small and seem to pop up one after another on each sprig, but not all together. Its about 12 inches high, with an obvious tendency for sprawliness, and was basking in full frontal Southern sun. It also sat for 15 minutes in the parking lot locked in the car on the way home while I stopped by Jack's Comic Dogs for an Omega Dog and a diet coke. The steamy 115 degree sauna inside the car had no effect. Tropical, I presume?
Foxglove indeed. Such treatment would have surely left an ordinary foxglove looking like a wet noodle with a dress on. Armed with my trusty pipe and MacBook I preceded to type in all descriptors I could imagine might fit this plant. I searched for look alike flowers. I searched for full sun tropicals that might fit the color and description. I searched for black stemmed flowers. I even searched for South Carolina natives hoping maybe it actually came from around here. Zip. Zilch. Nada.
So exasperated, I finally typed into Google: primrose foxglove. And you're not going to believe this. 7 entries down, on the first page, the very first entry that was speaking of a unique plant (not a varietal name of foxglove, or foxgloves with primroses), I see a plant called Asystasia gangetica. Also known as Ganges Primrose, Creeping Foxglove and they've added a third name to which the generally associated plant has zero in common: Chinese Violets. Sure enough, its my plant. It's not genetically related whatsoever to foxglove (digitalis), primrose (primula or oenothera) or violets (viola), but it hasn't stopped the official plant naming committee from trying to confuse gardeners as often and as thoroughly as possible. Honestly people, do we lack that much in the creativity department that we have to reuse names?
The moral of this story is that I am obviously no Sherlock, but instead a total Watson. And one should probably not be throwing around hairy eyeballs no matter how much evidence is stacked against another person. Sorry, lady at the nursery. You were right, on both accounts, whether you knew it or not (this is still a mystery). I guess you probably do work there after all. Maybe.
But I will add myself one pat on the back.. it is indeed related to thunbergia, and it is tropical. And now that I've researched it, looking at just the stalks and form, it does look a heck of a lot like some ruellias, to which it is also related.
Showing posts with label Lessons Learned. Show all posts
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Monday, April 25, 2011
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Green Thumb vs Black Thumb
A friend of mine bought a house, just like me, this past winter and has been equally possessed with the gardening bug. There is nothing like a new house with a neglected yard/garden/patio to bring out the mad nursery maven in us all. Her yard is huge (she doesn't live downtown), and it is about 50% sun, 50% shade, just like mine. Now, after several strong months of gardening time there is one major difference. My garden is growing and her's isn't. At all. I don't know what she's doing over there, but I'm scared to bring her the huge pot of nasturtiums I grew for her that is now blooming.
Now, I am very very happy my garden is blooming but, same as her garden, I don't know what I'm doing so right that every single thing has pretty much made it. Even the seeds. Okay, not the lily bulbs but truly, I had no control over that. That was the 3:1 squirrel to plant ratio.
Maybe its that I grew up basically in a massive garden and know a lot about various plants from osmosis, and she grew up in the middle of Okinawa?
Maybe its that I don't travel for a job and have been here each and every day to make sure everybody out there is safe 'n sound?
Is it that I'm addicted to gardening magazines? Reading gardening blogs? Am I just lucking out? (please don't let it be this because massive die off when the luck runs out would be the end of me). Does she have some invincible invisible pest problem? Its those Japanese seed packets right... they fail to grow on foreign soil? But from what I can tell Japanese tomato seeds sure do look a lot like the ones here, they just have prettier calligraphied names.
Or are you really born with either black or green thumbs? And what does that mean exactly? How does one help another one overcome blackthumbotosis? How do you keep from catching it?!
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| Nasturtiums on Death Row |
Maybe its that I grew up basically in a massive garden and know a lot about various plants from osmosis, and she grew up in the middle of Okinawa?
Maybe its that I don't travel for a job and have been here each and every day to make sure everybody out there is safe 'n sound?
Is it that I'm addicted to gardening magazines? Reading gardening blogs? Am I just lucking out? (please don't let it be this because massive die off when the luck runs out would be the end of me). Does she have some invincible invisible pest problem? Its those Japanese seed packets right... they fail to grow on foreign soil? But from what I can tell Japanese tomato seeds sure do look a lot like the ones here, they just have prettier calligraphied names.
Or are you really born with either black or green thumbs? And what does that mean exactly? How does one help another one overcome blackthumbotosis? How do you keep from catching it?!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Living and Learning and Digging and Digging
I have officially been a "real" gardener for just over a month now, and you wouldn't think you could learn many "real" lessons in that amount of time, but you'd be mistaken. Of course, I have thousands of lessons more to learn, but indeed a few things have made it through my neophyte skull.
As of today, I have learned that:
1) Digging a hole for a 3 gallon pot is really no joking matter, particularly if there are any trees nearer than 2 miles away. There was a 1 gallon version right there at the nursery. Right THERE!!
2) Deciding that you don't have to get the small wild onions out of the front garden until you are ready to plant it up is plain stupid.
3) Dropping a cement planter onto the sidewalk is all she wrote for the planter. Cement planters are really heavier than they look. Particularly when filled with wild onions.
4) Trailing verbena really really likes it here. And it really really spreads. And it puts out new roots for every one inch of plant so you can't even move it away from where its not supposed to be. Why the heck wasn't this on the tag? Its the mangrove tree of the 6" and under set.
5) They lie on plant tags. (see above #4 on theoretical verbena only growing only 12"- 24" wide, it is already 24" wide and only 1 inch tall!)
6) They lie some more on plant tags. (Persian Shield isn't going to make it in any amount of sun here, no matter what they say, unless you want to water it twice a day, and give it a Victorian sun umbrella and an iced tea.)
7) All plant tags are lies. Argh. They can't even get the color right.
8) Squirrels and I are not friends. Squirrels really like rain lily bulbs, which used to be a problem but they have totally taken care of that situation. And the oriental lily bulbs "potentially blooming all over the place situation" has been resolved too.
9)Lilies might not be the best choice for me, despite perfect growing conditions.
10) Finally, on a pleasant surprise note: cosmos smell awesome. 3 little blooms smell up the entire garden. How had I never attributed this smell to them?
So 10 lessons down, 10,000 to go!
As of today, I have learned that:
1) Digging a hole for a 3 gallon pot is really no joking matter, particularly if there are any trees nearer than 2 miles away. There was a 1 gallon version right there at the nursery. Right THERE!!
2) Deciding that you don't have to get the small wild onions out of the front garden until you are ready to plant it up is plain stupid.
3) Dropping a cement planter onto the sidewalk is all she wrote for the planter. Cement planters are really heavier than they look. Particularly when filled with wild onions.
4) Trailing verbena really really likes it here. And it really really spreads. And it puts out new roots for every one inch of plant so you can't even move it away from where its not supposed to be. Why the heck wasn't this on the tag? Its the mangrove tree of the 6" and under set.
5) They lie on plant tags. (see above #4 on theoretical verbena only growing only 12"- 24" wide, it is already 24" wide and only 1 inch tall!)
6) They lie some more on plant tags. (Persian Shield isn't going to make it in any amount of sun here, no matter what they say, unless you want to water it twice a day, and give it a Victorian sun umbrella and an iced tea.)
7) All plant tags are lies. Argh. They can't even get the color right.
8) Squirrels and I are not friends. Squirrels really like rain lily bulbs, which used to be a problem but they have totally taken care of that situation. And the oriental lily bulbs "potentially blooming all over the place situation" has been resolved too.
9)Lilies might not be the best choice for me, despite perfect growing conditions.
10) Finally, on a pleasant surprise note: cosmos smell awesome. 3 little blooms smell up the entire garden. How had I never attributed this smell to them?
So 10 lessons down, 10,000 to go!
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