THIS WEEK AT GLEBE COTTAGE
The latest from Carol's beautiful cottage garden... plus her diary for the week!
These desirable plants put on a magnificent show in spring that gets bigger and better each year
At the edge of the track that runs up to the cottage are several clumps of Trillium chloropetalum. They are in full and glorious flower right now.
They were given to me as young plants many years ago by my friend Richard Lee, who worked at RHS Garden Rosemoor until his untimely death. On every visit to the garden he would proudly show me their progress, through their long infancy and adolescence until their first flowering, sometimes a full seven years after he had sown the seed. Those plants are now distributed throughout shady areas at Rosemoor, making a sensational show. Though on amuch more modest scale, the plants in my own garden exert the same magic allure.
There is something of the reptile about T. chloropetalum.
At first glimpse, the flowers look a little dangerous and foreboding. The three horizontal bracts are darkly mottled, like a lizard’s back, and the three central upright petals of deep crimson push forward, retract and push forward again, like the heads of hooded cobras, back to back, guarding the flower’s inner sexual secrets.
This magnificent show appears in the spring and the flower heads stay in good shape for months. Most years the bracts make an impact long after the petals have disintegrated, replaced by a seed head that swells inside its black coating until it bursts at the seams, exposing the large, pale seeds within. Slugs are very partial to these seeds and sometimes beat me to it, but the upside of that is we find random self-sown (or maybe that should be slug-sown) seedlings here and there, which I lift and pot up.
Each year (providing they have been found the right home), their performance will be bigger and better. Some people are fascinated by flowers the colour of dried blood or as black as coal. There are gothic gardeners who go for the blackest hellebores and the black lily turf, Ophiopogon planiscapus ‘Nigrescens’. This is all very well when viewing at close quarters, where their rich depth of colour can be enjoyed, but unless background and underplanting are carefully planned, dark leaves and flowers can look like black holes.
T. grandiflorum avoids such a fate by having white flowers. Wake robin, as it is known in its native home on the eastern side of north America, is pure white. Just one flower would be enough to thrill the average gardener – its single form is simple and elegant – but there’s a double form with a mass of pure white petals that has become a must-have for plant collectors. It has a flurry of petals and is as close as a trillium can be to attention-seeking. Just imagine seeing it in its native home carpeting woodland.
