The Recap

So what can I say?  David Culp’s Gala was fun.  Great seeing people excited about snowdrops, talking way too much about snowdrops, amazing lectures about snowdrops, and in general excited about the new gardening year.  Selling went well.  I was remarkably okay with seeing snowdrops leave my garden, somewhat insulted that a few favorites didn’t sell, and then just fine with bringing a bunch home for replanting.  But… I was unusually luke-warm to new purchases and plant shopping in general.  For the first time ever I tried to come back with more money in my pocket than when I went down, and in hindsight that was a terrible mindset since there were only 5 new snowdrops for the return trip and now I have to sit for months with only five new snowdrops when I really think all that work should have earned me dozens of new snowdrops!

And for the first year ever I didn’t treat myself to a new ‘Brandywine Hybrids’ hellebore.  They were perfect, and seeing the others in the garden starting to stir to life makes the regret even harsher.

brandywine hybrids hellebore

Each year the Gala hellebores are amazing.  After years of coveting doubles I’m back to singles and any of the picotees or the purple stained whites could have easily joined me for the ride home.

I was distracted though.  Maybe even stressed?  The day worked out perfectly, but to be honest I woke up at 1 that morning sick to my stomach and got to enjoy that feeling right up to the minutes before the doors opened.. .and then in typical fashion it lifted right as the excitement began.

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A few seconds after the doors opened.  Tables are full, hands are empty, there’s little socializing but some real intense table scanning!  Fyi this is the Suburban Home Nursery table, manned by the always entertaining Kevin and my exceedingly competent cashier-daughter.

Also in typical fashion I took next to no pictures.  Just like every other year I’ll apologize and promise better but I think we know the truth, and it’s probably for the best too since 10 out of 10 family members will only use me as the last resort when it comes to any type of event photo.  “ugh, just delete them all.  Where’s mom?” should be a warning/reminder sticker on the back of my phone.

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Edgewood Gardens warming up and coloring up with Adonis amurensis

I think it was mentioned that rather than work my own table, I had already committed to working the Edgewood table for the Gala, and a perk to this was a leisurely tour of Edgewood Gardens the day before.  The week of above freezing weather had paid off.  Things were embracing the weather and bursting out of the ground and starting off on that spring flush of color.  Hellebores, winter aconite, Adonis, witch hazels, crocus… and of course snowdrops were scattered throughout the garden.  At one point I was even unsupervised, and the low light, flowers, and bird song were enough to make me want to soak up the moment rather than consider what might fit into my pocket.

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The best clump of ‘Blewbury Tart’ I’ve ever seen.  How silly of me to have given this plant a lukewarm review years ago, I should have known it was more my growing skills and not the drop.

To round it out it was an excellent weekend.  I was almost tempted to return this weekend for the Bend to Bank lecture at Winterthur, and hear Anne Repnow give a talk, but alas it might be time to spend a weekend at home.  Trust me there’s plenty to do.

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A coldframe inspection at Edgewood Gardens.  Quite a few treasures here, both inside and out!

Will I do what needs to be done?  Probably, if I can only get started.  Last night was spent browsing houseplants on some fraudulent website, and then this morning I had to spend time canceling my credit card and getting it re-issued, but honestly entertaining the dog and cleaning the kitchen took more time than that.  The garden is still waiting 🙂

snowdrops with winter aconite

A terrible picture of winter aconite (Eranthis) opening up alongside the snowdrops.  I love these first cautious blooms.

So blog post done, maybe breakfast and a shower wouldn’t be the worst ideas either, and then maybe it’s time for a little work outside.  Just because I stayed home to get things done doesn’t mean it will happen!

Enjoy your weekend, and prepare for the onslaught of even more snowdrop photos while I second guess the witch hazel and primulas which I also did not buy last weekend.  Grrr.

Off to the Gala!

I have a gift.  Many people have special gifts, but mine is the gift of chaos.  I’ve been told that in the midst of chaos I come across as very calm, but the truth is I’m just used to it, since for as far back as I can remember whenever things can go wrong they did, and when it can’t possibly look worse it does, and I guess the silver lining is that it always works out in the end.  Kind of along the same line of thought as “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”… except I’m not sure I’d like to push it that far, and I’m just fine sticking with ‘What doesn’t ruin everything might make for a nice story in a few years’.  To sum it up, eventually the birthday stitches come out, the garden tour which finished up in the ER becomes a story, and you find a new job after cutting the vacation trip short.

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Melting snow has finally arrived, and this exceptionally early winter aconite (Eranthis hyemalis ‘Lightning’) and a few other early risers can finally begin to show off.

I was lucky this time.  No toothache on Christmas Eve, but with a table to set up at David Culp’s Galanthus Gala in Downington Pa this Saturday, I shouldn’t have been surprised something would happen.  First the car went.  I wanted to finish up making labels but first the car had to get to the dealer.  Then the water heater went.  I just wanted to pot up a few more things.  Then the garage door broke when I wanted to move things out and into the other car.  Then my nephew told me he was indeed sick and would not be able to help sell… and would also not be able to give my other helper a ride down to Downington.  Good times, but also silver lining time.  We were able to lift the garage door and roll the car out, the repair bill came in about 2k less than expected, the door is also set for repair, the heater is fixed, a new helper has been tapped,and  a new plan to get the other helper down has been set up… even the labels got done.  Was it touch and go for a few hours?  Maybe, but I’m back to excited and won’t even consider the repair bills until after this weekend’s adventure!

snowdrop wendy's gold

‘Wendy’s Gold’ is probably my favorite for an early bright spot.  She waits for the first warm days, sprouts, and never looks back.

So that’s enough woe is me for one post because seriously it’s just life for every one else, except for me there’s the added fun of ‘dramatic timing’.  The thing happens and I just look to the heavens and say “good one.  Did not even see that one coming”.

winter damage hellebores

Winter interest in the garden is about done for the season.  Should old hellebore foliage be removed before blooming?  I would have to say yes, and that might be the first thing I do once things calm down here.

So tomorrow in spite of whatever still comes my way I’m off to the Gala with my goodies.   It’s been a solidly cold winter… one which coincidentally seemed to start the day after I agreed to sell a few things from the garden… but the silver lining is a burst of warmth in the days right before.  Let me share how a few things have turned out.

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With everything freezing solid outside, I potted up a few clumps of English bluebells (Hyacinthoides non-scripta) for a just-in-case scenario.  English bluebells are kinda awesome and fairly hard to find so of course I’m keeping a bunch.

There will be English bluebells, spring snowflakes (Leucojum vernum), and of course snowdrops and winter aconite.  They look pretty good and I would buy them, but not everything came through.  Another just-in-case scenario had potfuls of species tulips, and they just don’t look like much so I’m leaving them here.  Really.  They are barely sprouting and don’t look like much so in the garage they stay and I’m absolutely not leaving them behind because I want more species tulips.

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Leucojum vernum out of the garden of my friend Paula.  I think they look great and if you’re thinking how much?  I suppose $25 a pot will be the price even though I’m worried they’ll all sell and they’re another thing I wouldn’t mind having more of in the garden.

Besides the threat of chaos there’s another thing which gives me sweaty palms on the eve of the Gala.  I’m not a good salesman.  I don’t really want to get rid of any of my snowdrops so I’d actually be just fine bringing dozens back and replanting them, and I’m afraid my sales pitch will reflect that.  They look so nice all potted up.  It makes me think of a greenhouse filled with pot after pot of perfect snowdrops and what a shame it would be if I had to build a greenhouse next week because just having snowdrops in the ground isn’t good enough anymore.  Hmmm.

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Some of the potted goodies awaiting the sale.  A few varieties were potted up too early and did not like the last cold blast (their flowers were burned) but most look quite happy.  I hope there’s enough variety to be interesting.

If you’ve been to the Gala you may know there’s an auction which goes on.  My friend Paula gave me a drop to donate, and I know I’ll feel a little light-headed when I hand it over.  A Dutch drop named in 2020, ‘Snowdropfever’s Nelly’s Birthday’ is a vigorous, early, large-flowered snowdrop with strong green markings on the outer petals, and a full green inner.  It’s about ready to split into three bulbs, which of course will make for an even better show next year, but even now I think it looks just dandy.  Of course Paula found a small offset to share with me, she knows how I am.  I hope it grows quickly!

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Galanthus ‘Snowdropfevers Nelly’s Birthday’.  I think it’s been in bloom at least two weeks and the green has only faded a bit.  It’s a cool drop.

So I’m looking forward to the day.  Oddly enough I won’t even be behind my own table, I’ll be helping out at Edgewood Gardens, only a few steps away, and hopefully that is far enough so I don’t keep taking things off my own table “on second thought” to take back home, because between that and all the other vendor tables there’s a high probability the car is fuller on the return trip than it was going down.  We will see.

If I see you there, great!  If I don’t I shall try this time (just like I try and fail every time) to take some decent pictures of the day to share later on.  Maybe I’ll even try and take a picture of a person or two, because I notice that people somehow manage to do that in spite of all the horticultural distractions and maybe it’s time I broaden my horizons 😉

Gala or not I wish you a wonderful weekend, and I hope you’re also finally experiencing some sort of a warmup and feeling the promise of spring!

Brrrrrrrrrr

Damn groundhog.  After all the work we put into the Days of Plantness the stupid groundhog has to go see his shadow and bring six more weeks of winter onto us all.  Everything here is trying to sprout, but it’s just one cold night after another and I can only imagine the mess that would be if we didn’t do Plantness in January.  It could be colder.  We haven’t had much snow.  I bet that extra orchid I bought stopped a blizzard or something so you’re welcome.

Of course this is the year that I was hoping for a mild winter and early spring so that I could do a few really important things in February, mainly get a bunch of snowdrops ready to bring to a certain Galathus Gala for a sales table.  Yeah, a sales table.  Long story short, last November I  was convinced by someone that I’m capable of selling snowdrops at this year’s Galanthus Gala in Downingtown Pa, so we will see… and perhaps you will see it as well if you make it down there in two weeks!  I think the in-person talks and early entry are all sold out (click >here< for ticket info) but from ten through the afternoon anyone can stop by just to look and browse, and even if you’re outside the area, virtual tickets for all the talks are also available.  I’m anxiously excited yet a little nervous.  Anonymity is so much easier when you’re not lined up against a wall at a table, and I am a big fan of being anonymous at these things 😉

galanthus gala snowdrops

I potted up a bunch of snowdrops in December “just in case” and so far so good.  Here they are open to the elements for a breather.  I’m not crazy about a frosting of ice, but they seem to like it.

So.  The cold.  Maybe that’s got me a little nervous as well.  Hopefully all the goodies which are, and are yet-to-be, potted up will not be locked up in ice the day I need to load the car, but of course that couldn’t happen and I’m positive everything will be fine.  Surely this cold can’t last forever… unless it does… and this week it feels like it could.

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An icy frosting to the garden

In spite of the cold and frequent snow and ice, the snowdrops at least are anxious to grow!  It’s absolutely amazing when a frozen earth with air temperatures barely above freezing can produce sprouts from one day to the next!  The plants have spoken, and are rising up in spite of that fat little groundhog’s prediction to bring a little springtime vibe to an icy garden.  I may be biased, but snowdrops are pretty amazing for what they do.

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Under the shelter of an evergreen, ‘Castle Plum’ is ready to go.  Our one warm day tomorrow will open these blooms right up.

So in defiance of the cold I was supposed to visit my friend Paula today for a few more sales table snowdrops, but more predicted snow and an observation of frozen earth, and her “if you really insist on coming maybe you can pickaxe up a chunk of frozen muddy sprouts to take home” suggestion, pushed me over to the side of better sense and the visit is rescheduled for Monday.  Tomorrow the snow is to change over to rain alongside a rise in temperatures, and perhaps slimy mud is better than hacking out chunks of ice.

winter damage hellebore

Winter interest is starting to get old around here.  I can’t wait to trim the hellebores and clear things out for the coming show!

In the meantime I’m trying to avoid spending too much time staring out windows and imagining the perfect year to come.  I haven’t been distracted by skiing this year in spite of the excellent conditions (and I blame kids with their own drivers licenses and friends who are “aging out” for this), and to be honest I was almost bored a few days ago when weather kept me inside and I just didn’t care enough to finish fixing a burst water line or carry water to the basement plants.  I think I’m suffering garden withdrawl.

primula obconica

A primrose purchased “for a friend” but then I just couldn’t be home any of the times she offered to stop by to pick it up.  Hmmm.  I feel terrible about that.

We will carry on.  I’m somewhat excited but can feel myself on the edge of that manic snowdrop fever and it’s scary.  There’s not even a thought of going back to the days when I’d pretend they were no big deal, and of course it will be fun seeing it all return.  Just one more cold week and then snowdrops, witch hazel, winter aconite, willows… and all will start bursting out with every new sunny day to fill the garden again.

Hang in there and have a great weekend!