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Another Cup of Sugar… Please

This 2nd year clump of 'Sugar Cups' glows in the late afternoon sun.

I’m sure that those who have followed this blog for a while will agree that I am a daffodil nut.

I have been collecting for years and spend part of my annual vacation making daffodil tours.

I know those varieties that bloom early, mid-season and late.  I expect the first in February, peak bloom in March and a few late stragglers in April.

But this year…  I would say that my dafs are at least half finished ALREADY!

This turn of events has rocked my world.  I am discombobulated for sure.

My disorientation is further enhanced by the fact that I am in a new house.  The old garden is next door but the view from these windows is different.

The ‘February Gold’ dafs in the sideyard of my old house came and went before February – barely noticed.

The treasured ‘Barrett Browning’ blossoms in the back garden were gone before I picked a single stem.

Here are my 'Sugar Cups' up close and personal!

But there is always a silver lining…

When I survey the back garden from my new bedroom I am dazzled by a spectacular clump of ‘Sugar Cups” and a long golden swathe of ‘Campernelle’.

The ‘Sugar Cups’ are a tazetta hybrid that is creamy with a deeper yellow cup.  At first glance it looks like a golden tinted ‘Grand Primo’.

It is much taller than ‘Grand Primo’ with sturdy stems and an abundance of flowers.

I bought 8 ‘Sugar Cups’ bulbs last year from Bill the Bulb Baron.  The bulbs were hefty and, as usual, I planted them in a clump.

My theory is that if I dig a shallow wide hole and pack the bulbs in so there is a little space between each, the planting will look like an established clump very quickly.  Truthfully, I came to this method because it was much easier to plant this way.  I use this method almost exclusively.

The ‘Sugar Cups’ have responded well to this treatment.  In year two they look like an established stand.  I have harvested at least 9 stems from this planting and there are plenty left.

They gleam like a beacon when I look out my new bedroom window.  They are flanked by a fragrant lavender spider azalea and a 100 foot white oak.

Life is good!


 

Stolen Pleasures

Today the wonderful sunny 65 degree weather inspired me to ramble around my garden and nature trails.  As I walked, I collected treasures to fill my vases.

I harvested the expected branches of tinted leaves – scarlet Japanese maples, golden American beech and flaming orange huckleberry.

I gathered flowering evergreen stems from 5 types of camellias.

I began to feel a little sneaky as I pilfered 3 types of roses for my bouquet.   My Butterfly rose, Maple-leaf rose and ‘Cramoisi Superieur’  each had a few late season blossoms to offer.  I took advantage of their generous nature and stealthily nabbed 9 rose stems.

I was delighted to find Autumn Pearl's precocious blooms today.

And then… I rounded the corner and a big grin spread across my face when I spotted the first daffodil of the season!

I knelt eagerly to examine this most unexpected gift.   The petals were ivory and the cups were pale yellow.  I leaned in and inhaled a delightful scent.

These precocious blooms were produced by an ‘Autumn Pearl’  bulb that I planted a little over a month ago.   I ordered the bulb from Bill the Bulb Baron.  It is one of his hybrid tazetta (bunch) daffodils that was selected for early bloom time.

I was delighted to experience ‘Autumn Pearl’ for the first time.  I hesitantly picked one stem and left the other three.

After a guilty glance over my shoulder, I moved on clutching the purloined bloom.

About that time, I spied the first azalea flower of the season.

The bearer was a ‘Vitatta Fortunei’ azalea.  This antique azalea is progeny of those collected by Robert Fortune in China in 1850.  The blooms are either white or white with peppermint pink streaks.  I collected cuttings from Mrs. Mary Alice Oliver’s fine old garden here in Meridian.  Mrs.  Oliver called it Vie-teddy Fortun-ee.   So do I unless I’m hanging with proper Latin speakers.

I snagged a stem with 3 fat sassy azalea buds that will open in the vase.

Then I headed home to assemble my arrangements.

I’ve been thinking, though, that when I chance upon a flower that is blooming out of season, I feel as if I’m somehow pulling a coup or getting away with something.  I feel like I just climbed out the window of my teenaged bedroom and am headed out for a night of fun.


 


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