Things are beginning to emerge out there. Some are surprises, some are mysteries, and some I haven’t owned long enough to recognize. Let’s start with the surprise, shall we? I have a large clump of Podophyllum pleianthum growing behind my garage, near my reading corner. It has been there for years, and pretty much stayed in the same place. So, imagine my surprise, when I found several of it’s little mushroom-y offspring clear at the other end of the garden – securely lodged under my prized metallic black Hellebore that I have posted ad nauseam on Instagram lately. How the hell did it end up there, I wonder…? I don’t mind – it’s a fabulous plant. I’m tickled, but it puzzles me. Anyway, the result of this is that I probably have to unearth that über-cool Hellebore so I can gather all these little babies up and move them or give away to a more suitable home.
Aren’t they cute?
The one whose emerging, nearly fernlike scroll I didn’t recognize without looking at the tag, is the wonderful Anemonopsis macrophylla – a plant I first saw and lusted over in a Swedish garden magazine a couple of years ago. It is a woodland dream come true, and I’m so excited to see it!
Looks like an oddball cross between Swiss Chard and fern as it unfurls.
The last one has mystified me since I first saw its little purple clubs emerge out of the first fern table I built. First I thought it was some kind of Epimedium (I distinctly remember putting one of those in there too, somewhere), but I soon realized that the shoots were way too fleshy. Then, I briefly thought it was the beginnings of some kind of orchid – a lovely magenta one I bought last year. But no, that clearly wasn’t it, either. Anyway, I finally figured it out. It’s a Jeffersonia dubia, which will soon open up into absolutely adorable little blue flowers.
The ‘Sunset Fern’ draped around it held up well this winter. But it looks as if I need to find some moss for those roots. The rain keeps washing off the soil – a protective mossy cover will help.
That’s it for this week. Who knows what kind of treasures will emerge next week when I’m not looking.