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Spring keeps knocking...

30/3/2019

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I can't say I've looked forward to spring. Neither am I embracing it. This year, rather than sparking happiness and joy, the flowers that gradually appeared over the last few weeks were met with almost unwilling surprise: "What are you doing here?" I have been, and to some extent continue to be, in full-on winter mood.

But spring, luckily perhaps, doesn't care about such sentiments and simply forces itself upon you, like it or not. You may feel bleak and sad inside, and a dank, dim January day would be the better match, but March sends brilliant sunshine, endless clear blue skies and fragrant violets all the same.
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I've turned and almost hid from all that, eyeing snowdrops, crocus and winter aconites (Eranthis hyemalis) with suspicion as they simply felt "wrong" to me. But nature is a great soother. This year, I have seen more brimstone butterflies than I can remember seeing ever before: hundreds, if not thousands to date, though of course usually just one or two at a time. Even when depressed and sad, these wonderful "flutter-by's" can't fail to lift your mood and cheer you up a little as they leisurely dance across the still barren earth and hedges. There is an air of optimistic carefree-ness about them that is, if not infectious, at least uplifting.

Likewise the brilliant blue of Scilla sibirica (Siberian or wood squill), one of my favourite spring flowers. I haven't seen that little spring bulb all that often during my years in Britain, at least not to any extent. But here, almost every garden boasts at least a little congregation and quite often substantial patches of these true-blue, star-shaped little harbingers of spring. I've seen some gardens where the whole ground under big old trees - often beech trees, I've noticed - is covered, a carpet which makes the heart sing. I could stand and peer through the fences or gates for ages, just soaking up this sight.

Strangely, much as I love these too, neither snowdrop nor crocus nor even daffodil carpets have that effect on me, Wordsworth notwithstanding. The closest thing perhaps is an English bluebell wood in flower. But while the latter has an enchanted, dreamlike feel to it, the carpet of Scilla sibirica seems much more of the here and now. Perhaps it's because the trees are still bare and thus the light clearer and crisper, perhaps because their shape is less flouncy, their blue a less "romantic" hue and also, perhaps, because the setting for Scilla in these parts of the world usually is domesticated (garden versus "wild" nature) and often urban.
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Anyway, spring works its magic and is slowly thawing my soul. I may not have wished for the birds to sing, the flaming yellow Forsythia bushes, the magnolias, hyacinths and the first emerging lime-green leaves, but over time they feel good all the same, as does the bright sunshine in my face. Watching them all emerge, along with the butterflies, bees and millions of firebugs, this year I may not feel happy but I sure feel deeply grateful to them. Like when a deeply trusted friend comforts you - they can't take away the pain, but they provide reassurance and a bit of relief nonetheless.

I found it is the same with my own plants. Which may not sound surprising at all but in the circumstances still wasn't expected. Because for the last few months, I did not care about them - as in: I came to feel deeply indifferent about or towards them. Why? Well. There are a number of reasons, depression being one of them, but also because - while most simply rested - some had fared really badly during the winter months. And they were the ones I passed daily: more than any other, it's the Camellias that suffered badly - the one species I had worried least about!

Grown, as all my plants currently are, in pots I had felt sure they'd do well on the landing in front of our flat. The hallway is unheated and two small windows above the landing provide light, even if - facing East - it is perhaps less than would be the optimum. No way. First slowly then rapidly they lost their leaves until they were literally naked. All of them. Though not all at the same speed. I have no idea why. Did I water too much at one point? Or too little? I was aware of needing to keep them on the dry side - so maybe it was too dry?  Or perhaps still too much water for the chilly if frost-free quarters?

It felt like one more blow to me. I was a failure, even on that front. I averted my eyes and, other than the roughly fortnightly watering and the sweeping away of the dull green-and-brown dead leaves which dropped like pine-needles of a Christmas tree in mid-January I strove to forget about my plants. Especially since the rest of the tender guests on the landing didn't look much better, namely the Kowhai (Sophora tetraptera) and the already severely mutilated Southern Rata (Metrosideros umbellata). The various ornamental sages (Salvia), surprisingly, were those that seemed to fare best.
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Outside, I simply ignored my perennials and tiny shrubs. In about mid-November I had raked as many copper-coloured leaves from the huge old beech tree in the yard as were left. I had actually ignored a hefty cold to do so as I had worried the caretaker otherwise would beat me to it. I then stuffed most of the huge piles of leaves into black bin liners or bin bags which were then put end to end in a line on the  open eastern side of my improvised "border" of potted plants and some of the most exposed spots elsewhere.

This row of leaf-filled bags was meant to provide a thick insulation against the cold as well as a kind of frame to keep the rest of the leaves in place. The latter were gathered thickly all around and partly over the pots, a natural bed or duvet that would hopefully keep them from freezing through, protecting the plants inside. Additionally I had bought garden fleece, intending to cover the whole strip if the frost got prolonged and severe. I wasn't at all sure that this would be enough - after all, we can get -15 degrees Celsius or worse, if rarely - but there was little else I could do.

In the end, this winter turned out to be comparatively mild. Yes, we did have frost, but mostly at night when temperatures during one spell plunged as low as -10 degrees. Most days however were frost-free, if just above the freezing point. It thus seems to have worked for most plants as far as I can tell by now, although I already discovered one Arisema corm turned to mush. The leaf-litter bed also seems to have balanced moisture levels pretty well - protecting pots from both excessive wet and from drying out completely during dry spells.

So my overall verdict is that, while not an ideal solution, if you find yourself in a similar pickle as I - having to overwinter a sizeable number of (hardy) plants in pots in frost-prone areas and worrying they might freeze through - it might be worth giving this method a try. I should add that beech leaves were ideal because they did not decompose and become slimy and compacted.
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But back to my neglecting them completely for months. Two weeks ago I really could no longer deny  that spring had well and truly arrived, with several days of almost summery temperatures. Well, 20 degrees Celsius, more of course in the blazing sun. I may not have felt like gardening but I couldn't ignore the fact that, if I didn't do anything, my plants were likely to suffer considerably under their winter coat. Suffocating, perhaps, for lack of light, or becoming too leggy, or just being spurred into growth too much too early by a false sense of warmth, with premature tender shoots then exposed to any frost that might still be to come. And yes, despite the daytime temperatures, we did have light frost just last night.

Thus I spent two afternoons diligently fingering out every dry leaf and - just as important - every beech nut and husk out of my pots. With the beech nuts, it was just about in time: many had gown roots already, as long as 15 cm! Amazing. There were, however, no leaves yet so I didn't feel as bad pulling out little plants. I decided to leave the actual pots sunk into their leaf-bed for a while longer though - there is still a risk of frost for several weeks to come.

While at first I was reluctant and pushed by a sense of duty and guilt more than anything, increasingly I enjoyed the task. Enjoyed rediscovering my plants. Having to concentrate on it so as not to accidentally damage the tiny buds or stalks unfurling from the Epimediums diverted my mind and filled me with a quiet joy and calm. I know I need to repot many of them, I know I ought to ask permission of the landlord and then start creating a proper bed for many of my plants, but I still shrink away from this task as it is not as straight-forward as it may sound. And I still haven't lugged down the suffering plants from the landing in the hallway to put outside again as I still worry about the frost. Also, the hallway being cooler than outside during daytime now acts like a fridge, holding them back artificially - although the ornamental sages at least have started sprouting again and grown quite leggy.

But at least I have reconnected a little with my plants, with the plant world outside in general. I know that slowly, slowly my winter mood will lift at some point. Even if I can't bring myself to fill pots with gaudy pansies and primulas or get out the Easter decoration. I have opted for a few forget-me-nots (Myosotis) and the cultivated form of Bellis perennis instead. Apart from being perhaps my favourite spring-bedding flower combination, it seems an apt choice this year.
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23/4/2019 00:41:29

There are multiple things that are blooming during spring season. If you are the type of person who is into plants that much, this is the perfect time for you to check on your plants and see if they have grown to the plants you have been dreaming them to be one day! You should do it more often; to check on your plants since I noticed that you had been a little distant with your them for quite some time. Please always remember that they also need your presence for them to stay alive.

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Stefanie
29/4/2019 16:37:29

You are, of course, right to suggest that plants, too, need care - especially if they are in pots. But sometimes they may not be the centre of one's life and (emotional) attention as other things, like e.g. grief and depression, are enough to deal with. Almost all of mine seem to have made it through the winter though, I did not totally neglect them. And over the years I've learned that plants are more resilient than we often think - as long as you do not let plants in pots dry out completely for periods of time or neglect to adequately protect the species that definitely can't cope with frost. Apart from those basic necessities, they cope remarkably well with a lack of "tender loving care" for quite some time.

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Nick from Practical Growing link
23/4/2019 02:24:06

It is time to plant trees and go towards natural gardening to save mother earth, This earth day let's pledge to save environment.

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Stefanie
29/4/2019 16:26:27

Sadly, no garden for me to plant trees in... But I do garden naturally in my pots, and since the corkscrew willow branches in my vase have enthusiastically sprouted roots I might take them to the river bank and see if I can plant them there somewhere :-) .

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Frog
10/5/2019 14:28:30

I am so glad your plants are taking you by the hand, literally, and inviting you to feel some sunshine. I love how you made a beech blanket for them, even if you say you didn't care for them - seems to me you did, and thought of them, and kept them alive. I am sorry for your camellia - some plants give me that feeling that they won't fare well indoors (obviously, with minus 15, staying outdoors wasn't an option). Here in England, after the warmest February, we are having changeable weather again. Saturday, I gardened under heavy rain and hail, as I had some bare root roses I needed to plant (I don't usually grow roses, and these look in a bad state to me, we'll see). My salvia Armistad are not showing any sign of life, but salvia guaranitica Black and Blue, which is supposed to be more tender, is. I am thinking of you when I garden, I sowed white cosmos today, I know you love them too. Take care of yourself, be gentle with yourself. xxx

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Stefanie
17/5/2019 15:30:26

Thank you, Frog, for this long and warm comment. I hope your white Cosmos as well as the roses and all the other plants will do well and I like the idea that someone thinks of me when they look at their Cosmos a lot.
Give your salvia Armistad a chance and be patient: some of my ornamental sages are eagerly regrowing whilst others seem dead, or near-dead, despite all of them not just receiving the same treatment but having been overwintered indoors. It seems some - even from the same tropical or subtropical group - are just slower, later, will need more warmth. Enjoy your garden and its (plant and wild) life! xxx

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lisa link
5/2/2022 15:57:25

There are many things that bloom in the spring season. If you are a person who has a lot of plants, then this is the best time for you to check your plants and see if they have grown into the plants you were dreaming of one day. Will be! You should do this more often. To check your plants when I feel you have been away from them for a long time. Please always remember that they also need your presence to survive. It is time to plant trees and move towards natural gardening to save Mother Earth, let's pledge to save the environment this Earth Day.

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    About the Author,
    Stefanie


    Born and raised in East Berlin, Germany. Has moved a few miles west since, to East London. Gardening since childhood, though first attempts were in what should properly be described a sandpit (yes, Brandenburg’s soil is that poor). After 15 years of indoor-only gardening has upgraded via a small roof terrace to a patio plot crammed with pots. Keeps dreaming about a big garden, possibly with a bit of woodland, a traditional orchard and a walled garden plus a greenhouse or two. Unlikely to happen in this lifetime - but hey, you can always dream.



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