One of the many things I miss about Sweden is the sight of spring, when carpets of white Wood Anemones (Anemone nemorosa) cover the yet to leaf out woodlands – especially when the trees are birches. In most of the images I googled, in order to show you, the trees weren’t birches, as my imaginary image is, but still; Here is a borrowed image from Wikipedia Commons, to show you what it can look like:
About couple of months ago, part of a large birch blew down on my freeway exit ramp. I drove by it for a couple of weeks, thinking I need to grab those branches (which in the context of my little garden would be the perfect scale for actual trunks). I finally did, and dragged them all home. My neighbors probably thought I was nuts (if they didn’t already) as I proceeded to, with the help of rebar, erect these “trunks” in a dark corner of my garden, tucked under our giant, evergreen Magnolia. Beyond ferns, not much is happy there anyway, so I figured I could brighten it up with some artificial birch trunks. Now I just have to procure the white Anemones, which are readily available from the dear folks at my cherished Joy Creek Nursery. Once those are in place, I will have my own little vignette of Swedish spring. This is my progress, so far:
And yes – that blooming Sarcococca adds a fragrance dimension unheard of in the real thing. Makes my fake, mock-up birch grove even better, I think!
Edited to add a photo my mother just sent me of her bike, casually parked in the kind of dreamy landscape that served as my inspiration. Case in point – thanks Mom!