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Spot the difference

Ratibida pinnata in the centre. Or is it?

The plot thickens. About three years ago, we bought a plant as Ratibida pinnata. When I posted a photo of it, another nurseryperson commented that she thought it was actually Rudbeckia laciniata ‘Herbstonne’. I couldn’t tell from looking on line so I bought both the rudbeckia (also known as the cut-leaf coneflower) and ratibida (or gray-headed coneflower) again to identify. At the time, when I was comparing both new, young plants, to the one I had, I came to the conclusion that the original label was correct.

Rudbeckia laciniata ‘Herbstonne’

I was wrong. Having forgotten which I decided was which, I picked both flowers and foliage from each and brought them inside to compare to photos on line, with help from Zach and Mark. The foliage was a better guide than the flowers which can change dramatically from bud to maturity. The nurserywoman – Kate from Seaflowers Nursery – was right. What we had bought as Ratibida pinnata is in fact Rudbeckia laciniata ‘Herbstonne’. We are sure of that.

Comparing flowers of various stages – rudbeckia to the left, ratibida to the right.
The flowers may be similar but the foliage is very different – rudbeckia on the right and ratibida on the left

The flowers of both don’t pass what Mark describes as the ‘man on the galloping horse’ test. Would somebody passing by at speed be able to see any difference? No. In fact somebody walking past very slowly probably wouldn’t spot the difference. The colour, flower size and form, growth habit and stages of flowering from bud to petal drop are very close indeed. It was only when I picked assorted flowers to compare that the differences became obvious. The rudbeckia cone is more pointed right through from bud stage and it does not form as many disk flowers around the base of the cone. Subtle differences in flowers but the foliage is clearly not the same at all.

But what we have as the correct ratibida has us puzzled. The foliage does not match the photographs on line from websites in its native USA, including Minnesota Wildflowers.

Actual ratibida foliage – from Minnesota Wildflowers
Spot the problem – different foliage on the plant we have as Ratibida pinnata in Aotearoa New Zealand

Confusingly, the plant Auckland Regional Botanic Gardens has posted as Ratibida pinnata looks to be the Rudbeckia laciniata. Maybe they bought it from the same source that our original plant came from?

My current conclusion, which I am more than happy to see corrected if I am wrong, is that if you buy Rudbeckia laciniata ‘Herbstonne’ in this country, it is highly likely that is exactly what you will get. However, if you buy Ratibida pinnata you may well receive the Rudbeckia laciniata instead. Or you may receive what we doubt is the ratibida but looks mighty like a rudbeckia species that is closely related to R. laciniata, to our eyes. All we need is a botanist with specialist knowledge in American wildflowers to clear this up for us. I see there are about 25 different rudbeckia species and my curiosity is not great enough for me to meticulously comb through all the different variations (species and named forms) to see if I can work out whether we are right.

Left to right: rudbeckia, helenium, rudbeckia, helianthus and what may or may not be ratibida

I am a fan of the American wildflowers that are largely members of the asteraceae family. Think daisy family, more or less. I love the colours in the summer garden but what I appreciate most is the sheer flower power of them giving a bold show. Some sunny perennials can be a little too heavy on the foliage to flower ratio or the length of blooming time can be very short. Not these plants – flowers in abundance and often over a long period of time.

I couldn’t fit the echinaceas on the same flower lay so had to do them separately.

Away from flowers and into colour, Zach gave me the ‘sad beige’ concept this week and it seems to fit well with my earlier posts on real estate grey. I had not heard of sad beige before but there is a little corner of You Tube and TikTok devoted to the topic. If you share my humour, you may find it amusing to dip into the existential misery of sad beige here, and here and here. But wait there is more. I laughed out loud.

Give me colour in my life. No sad beige and no real estate grey for me.

The blue lit tree fern was a little startling
This one changed colour every few seconds

I meant to post a few photos of our recent excursion to see the Festival of Lights in Pukekura Park, the central city park in New Plymouth. What a joyous event, open to all and teeming with people out to enjoy the experience of seeing a park that is known and loved by all, lit up for the holiday season. We all complain about how much we pay on our rates bills (local property taxes) but I do not mind how much this costs in dollar terms. The bringing together of the community to enjoy a free event over several weeks is worth every cent.

Illuminating Poet’s Bridge and the lake

Botanical inaccuracy

I am amused. I have some hand cream that was gifted to me and its name is ‘Kyoto in Bloom’ by Glasshouse Fragrances. Glasshouse came to my attention when we were approached to use the garden for filming a promo for the brand and very charming the result was. I failed to keep the link, I am sorry, but it was a pretty, young woman holding products as she merrily tripped her way around various flowery locations here. Very Instagramish.

Randomly, I read the print on the back of my tube of hand cream. There I found the following paragraph in very small font but full caps as shown below:

“YOU HAVE ARRIVED IN THE FULL BLOOM OF SPRING, ON A PATH OF CAMELLIA, LOTUS AND AMBER, TO CHERRY BLOSSOMS, PINK AS PAINTED OVAL LIPS, TO THE ZEN TEMPLE OF THE GOLDEN PAVILION WHERE YOU FEEL CALMED, INSPIRED BY SIMPLICITY AND FOCUSED BY RESTRAINT TO SEE BEAUTY IN EVERYTHING.”

Shall we unpack that a little? Were it more recent, I would assume it was written by Artificial Intelligence but I have had it over a year so I think it is a human producing this word salad. Elder daughter is currently home for a visit and her comment was that if it wasn’t Glasshouse, she would assume it was simply one of those bad Google translate examples we all like to read aloud with amusement. But Glasshouse is a reputable Australian brand so I think it must be a flight of fancy from the design department.

Japan does have sasanqua camellias although the naturally occurring species will be single. At least they have some stronger pinks in their genes.

Yes, Japan has camellias but very few camellias have scent. The varieties native to Japan are the sasanqua group which have a sort of mossy, earthy aroma that is not perhaps what a cosmetics company regards as scent.

Nelumbo nucifera or lotus flower (photo credit: Hong Zhang (jennyzhh2008), CC0, via Wikimedia Commons)

The sacred lotus has some fairly particular requirements when it comes to cultivation and, while prized in Japan, is not native and is more likely to be found inside the temple and probably never as a woodland plant beside a path.

Amber has a comma after it which makes it a noun. It is fossilized tree resin so I am not sure what it is doing in there.

This is actually Prunus ‘Awanui’ but likely very similar to the Japanese cherry trees. ‘Pink as painted oval lips’? I think not.

I looked up the most popular cherry trees that dominate Kyoto’s famous blossom season and it seems that the Yoshino Cherry or Prunus x yedoensis is by far the most widely grown. It at least is scented although ‘pink as painted oval lips’ may be over-stating the case as they are commonly white or palest pink. I have never been to see the cherry blossom in Japan and I am pretty sure that the Glasshouse copy writer hasn’t either.

Expecting me to find the state of Zen and beauty in the simplicity of my hand cream might be a tad ambitious. Besides, while strongly scented, my olfactory system (aka: sense of smell) can detect nary a hint of either blossom or camellia scent and I am familiar with both.

It all rather reminded me of the Sydney creatives who set about marketing air freshener based on the beauty (but not necessarily fragrance) of magnolias.

Botanical accuracy matters more to some of us than others.

Postscript: It gets worse. Quite a bit worse, really. A reader has alerted me to the Golden Temple reference – a pre-1400 national monument that was deliberately burned down in 1950 and became the subject of a bleak novel, ‘The Temple of the Golden Pavilion’. At least it is in Kyoto so that bit is accurate. But wait, there is more: the author of the novel, Yukio Mishima, met a particularly gruesome end that, frankly, is not Zen at all. Even my hand cream is more Zen than that, albeit encased in gold plastic, not gold leaf.

“It is a good plant but we don’t need it everywhere”

Mark will only have planted a few Scadoxus katherinae at the start – maybe 3 or 4. I think we can say they have naturalised now but they are not invasive.

This is my new mantra. We have always had some level of self-seeding in the garden, some more desirable than others. We are fine with desirable plants like Scadoxus multiflorus ssp katherinae and the Himalyan lily, Cardiocrinum giganteum, deciding where they are happiest growing and gently settling in by spreading seed; we call that naturalising. Similarly, when the plants are natives, we don’t worry about them spreading around and we just decide whether we want them where they appear and weed them out if not. Nikau palms, tree ferns, kowhai and the like fit into that category.

Then there are the invaders, of whom our worst offender is Prunus campanulata. At the moment the parent plants have a stay of execution but we aim to remove every seedling we see. We cut down the parent bangalow palms (Archontophoenix cunninghamiana) because of their rampant seeding. It may be we reach a day when the prunus suffer the same fate.

Verbena bonariensis in purple. I didn’t even plant it. It came in on something else and is welcome to stay but I don’t want it everywhere whereas it would like to be in every garden. Fortunately, it is easy to pull out.

Establishing the summer gardens has added a whole new range of plants that want to expand their territory beyond their allotted area – not for nothing are they called colonisers. The reason is that plants growing in well-cultivated soil in sunny conditions can multiply and spread exponentially, both from below ground and by airborne seed.  

When I planted the summer gardens in the years between 2017 and 2019, I made it a priority to use different plant material in each garden. While they are adjacent to each other, I wanted clear differentiation between the Wave Garden, lily border, Court Garden, back border and the twin borders while anything and everything that was left over was fine in the wilder Iolanthe Garden. I avoided repeating plants because as soon as your start using the same plant palette, they all end up losing definition and looking the same. I was pretty disciplined about it and there are only one or two repeats.

Gaura flowers for such a long time – this photo was actually April last year and the plants started flowering before Christmas. But it does seed down and not every seedling is precious.

Many of the plants have different ideas and that is escalating. Which is why I find myself saying often, “It is a good plant but we don’t need it everywhere.” I mentioned  mondo grass in last week’s post. It is very handy, both in black or green but it also sneaks all round the place both by seed and by spreading below ground. Too much. We will have much too much mondo if we don’t take charge now. Besides, it doesn’t look that great when it gets very thick and it is not easy to thin without a major effort on lifting, dividing and replanting. It needs restricting and reducing right now.

You may not believe me but you can have too many gloriosas and they can spread too enthusiastically and bury themselves so deep it is difficult to dig them out.

But there are so many more spreaders. Perennial lobelias, tigridias, verbascums be they chaixii or virgatum, Verbena bonariensis, crocosmia, scuttellaria, lychnis, gaura (so much gaura…), gladiolus and more. I have been gently restricting Gloriosa superba but I now think I have been too gentle and I need to get them out by the barrow-load and confine them to just two or three areas. And white foxgloves. I went to quite a lot of trouble to get a pure strain of white foxgloves established but now they want to be everywhere. Knowledgeable visitors from Europe last spring were astounded by the size of my white foxgloves, declaring that they have never seen them so large in Europe.  Therein lies the problem: foxgloves are thugs that smother their neighbours and they seed far and wide. They need to be kept to a limited number of places where they can star but not smother.

Where we are, there is little to no danger of these plants escaping into the wild but I can see how we have arrived at a situation in this country where many, possibly most, of our environmental weeds are escapees from gardens. Pretty escapees they may be, but it does not stop them being weeds when they spread uncontrollably in the wild.

We gardeners need to take responsibility for our plants.

Tigridias build up quickly and do like to move around. I have places where they are allowed to stay but woe betide those that think they can breach the boundary.

I do a lot more deadheading these days than I ever anticipated but that is basically short-circuiting what will be an even larger task if I don’t. A stitch in time and all that. We don’t generally compost seed heads. While we make hot compost, it is not always hot enough to kill off seeds and we certainly don’t want to be spreading viable seed right through the garden in the compost. Mostly, we dump them in piles in deep shade out of sight, which is possible in a large garden but not always practical in small, urban gardens.

The retired nurserywoman in me feels bad about wasting so much good plant material that has commercial value, but not to us. When we had the nursery, we mainly grew woody trees and shrubs which generally take a whole lot more skill, specialised facilities and time to get to saleable size. We used to question how some perennials could be sold at a similar price to a shrub or tree. Now I have a whole lot more experience gardening with sunny perennials and realise how easy it is to multiply most of them, I am even more amazed at the prices I see in garden centres.

Verbascum virgatum making itself right at home by the old prop houses – and about 40 metres away from here as well. From just a single plant last year, I now have them spreading alarmingly

One of the interesting parts of gardening is deciding plant combinations and it is certainly easier when you have too much plant material rather than too little so that, at least, is a good problem to have. Verbena virgatum can go entirely though. It is way too enthusiastic and if I turn my back it will have infiltrated everywhere. It is pretty enough but not a good plant when it comes to behaviour. Keep to Verbascum creticum, I say. Similar large yellow flowers although in spring, not summer, and while it seeds, it has never been a problem for us.

Changing plans

It has been a somewhat difficult start to a new year here, both at a personal level and in the wider context of global events. This is why I have been silent since Christmas but, with an unprecedented upsurge in subscribers (waving hello to new subscribers), I felt I needed to break the silence.

Solace in the garden

When I find myself in times of trouble, it is not Mother Mary who comes to me as she apparently inspired John Lennon and Paul McCartney. Rather, it is the garden that wraps around my day. Always, as I reach the reflective time at the end of the day, when Mark’s and my ritual is to sit together and have a drink (sometimes alcoholic and sometimes just homeopathic gins – lime and soda in a glass with just the memory of actual gin), I think how lucky I am in life to have washed up living in such a special environment. 

We don’t often open the garden these days but I had booked two summer tours from overseas. One cancelled a couple of months ago (presumably advance sales were too slow) so that left one for this weekend. It has dominated my days since just before Christmas. Everything I did in the garden was driven by the deadline of having the place spruce and ready for this weekend. I will delay cutting those back until after, I would think, rather than making a gap. The Aurelian lilies will be at their peak, I thought while I hoped some of the auratums would also be open. When Lloyd and Zach returned to work last Monday after the Christmas break, it was action stations. The pressure was on.  We are an experienced and well-oiled machine on this but it is quite a lot of extra work and a different focus to our usual days.

Morning tea was required and I arranged extra help from a friend and planned to spend Friday baking. If you have ever been here to one of these situations you will recognise my menu because I keep to the tried and true – Annabel’s (Langbein) Orange Lightning Cake, Lemon Yoghurt Cake and Edmond’s hokey pokey biscuits with added oats or walnuts. My fail-safe recipes.

Not having heard from the NZ company that was managing logistics for the tour since early December, I started asking on Monday for final numbers and arrival and departure times. And on Tuesday. On Wednesday, I phoned them and they said they would get back to me. A few hours later, they did get back by email – to cancel. Apparently, they can no longer fit us in to their itinerary.

It was discombobulating. Zach felt the same as priorities suddenly changed and the pressure was removed. At first I was angry at the unacceptably short notice and cavalier attitude. Now I am resigned to the fact that it is just ignorance. It is a company that doesn’t know us and has no idea what our set-up is here where we only open on request for specialist tours. They probably thought it was the same as cancelling a café lunch or a visit to a public garden.

Mark’s Aurelian lily hybrids come in two colours – soft orange and clear yellow.

I am also relieved. I hadn’t been enjoying the lead-up and feeling the pressure to showcase our garden at its best and I had been thinking that I may decline all future bookings for summer tours. That decided it; I WILL be declining all summer tours in the future. We are not that desperate. We only accept these tour bookings because we think they might have some interesting people on them and the actual visit is enjoyable as we take them around the garden and then host them over morning or afternoon tea. Despite the pressures of preparation, the visits are leisured, pleasant and affirming for us – a good experience for all parties.

So here we are. The pressure is off. The sun is shining. The pool is warming up nicely and I can spend time floating on my lilo and dipping in the water. The Aurelian lilies are indeed at their peak and the first auratum lilies are opening. The garden is looking lovely as we head into peak summer. And I am now doing the garden tasks that I want, rather than those I felt I had to.

The first of the auratum lilies are opening. We do an impressive display of auratums here.

It may be that the tour company, who shall remain unnamed, will learn in time that the holy grail of garden tours is personalised experiences and getting into gardens that are not normally open to casual garden visitors. Australian designer, writer and tour leader, Michael McCoy knows this. “This morning we’re heading to Dan Pearson’s own garden Hillside for a wander with Dan himself, who will talk us through how his own garden fuels and inspires his design work. What a treat!”

UK-based garden tour specialists, Brightwater Holidays, know this. “After breakfast today we visit the private garden of Clos du Peyronnet, Our access to this private garden is a Brightwater exclusive, and a real highlight of our tour.” This is from their tour of gardens of the French Riviera that we were hoping to join in May before circumstances conspired against that plan.

The magnificent terrace at Mount St John In Yorkshire created by leading designer, Tom Stuart-Smith

Some of our own special memories are of gardens we gained access to that do not open to the public – a private commission of Dan Pearson’s in the Cotswolds , Mount St John in Yorkshire (owned by a grocery magnate, I believe) where leading designer Tom Stuart-Smith has created a sublime terrace with a borrowed vista into seeming eternity, being hosted to morning coffee by the owner of Bury Court near Farnham when the gate was very firmly closed to general garden visitors, being accorded the privilege of wandering alone at our own, slow pace through Ninfa in Italy, a champagne and canape reception for our group only, hosted by the Principe and Principessa Borromeo on Isola Bella – these experiences are on a different level to following the tried and true garden destinations that anybody and everybody can get into.

Personally hosted over coffee by John Coke at Bury Court, a memorable and privileged experience

While twenty-five Canadians have missed their only chance of ever getting to see our garden, I feel I have taken it back. You will find me out digging mondo grass. I am thinking my way into an article on ‘when good plants go feral’.

Abbie

A white Christmas

Here in Aotearoa New Zealand, we don’t ever do traditional white Christmases. This is on account of us being in summer and currently two days past the summer solstice. It is a very different experience here in the south of the southern hemisphere. I was surprised when I looked around over the last week by quite how many white flowers we have in bloom at this time.

I felt my all white flower lay was not really festive enough for the day before Christmas so I added just a touch of red. Meri Kirihimete, as many (but not all) of us now say in Aotearoa. May your festive season be full of love and laughs, or at least tranquillity.

I have never wanted a white garden myself, but I have looked at them and thought about them in the past. It was UK designer and gardener, Dan Pearson who made me think about the different shades of white which is a very important consideration if any readers are contemplating planting one. Not all whites are the same, not at all. And I wrote about more contemporary approaches to white gardens after our 2017 visit to Italy, France and the UK. Garden styles have evolved since Vita Sackville-West put in her famous white garden at Sissinghurst.

Meantime, please join me on a foray around parts of our summer gardens this week.

There is something very charming in the simplicity of a carpet of white daisies seemingly suspended in the air in the twin borders. Alas these ones only bloom the once and then need to be cut back to the ground level rosettes but they are showy enough for me to forgive them.

The common ox-eye daisies, however, are lighting up the Court Garden. Soon we will cut them back hard and they will be in full bloom again in six weeks.

Rhododendron sino nuttallii was still in full bloom at the start of last week. My favourite rhododendron of all, it flowers late in the season and the only drawback is that warm weather can cut its flowering season short.

Albuca nelsonii is inclined to be large, sometimes unwieldly and in need of some targeted staking, but it is very showy and handsome and the flowers are perfect for adding to Christmas bouquets.

Lychnis coronaria would be a perfect choice for a white and grey garden. We just let it seed down gently in the Wave Garden. I can’t believe I have lost the shocking pink form – I thought it was indestructible.

Alstromerias in white with a sunny yellow throat – but they are probably not white enough for white garden enthusiasts?

Spring was surprisingly late this year, considering our winter was mild, and the lateness of the season has also affected the lilies. Usually, I can pick Lilium regale for Christmas but they have yet to open. The only lily currently in bloom is this compact one in the rockery and I don’t even know what it is. Beautiful flowers, but alas it has no scent.

Finally, I know next to nothing about cacti and succulents and I have no plans to remedy that gap in my knowledge. As a group of plants, they do not inspire me enough to put the effort in but this one in the Rimu Walk delighted me this week. I don’t think I have ever seen it flower before but maybe I just haven’t looked at the right time. Flowering in subtropical woodland, it lit up the area.

Meri Kirihimete one and all.

Kindest regards,

Abbie