King Arthur’s Slippers and wild Corycium orchid
- gardening for biodiversity
in Cape Town, South Africa
When I was at school my mother grew Cymbidium orchids.
Her friend Sheila started her off. When I was a girl … an orchid was something Exotic
(not South African. Then our passports were stamped not valid in … with
a list of countries from A to Z, and your
passport might have said, valid everywhere, except South Africa). Tretchikoff’s
painting of an orchid
discarded on the step. Decades later potted cymbidiums and friends are
sold in the supermarket, along with bunches of chrysanthemums.
What I really love are the slippers – Cypripedium. I
like to think my mother chose King Arthur for my Arthur William Montague father. Luckily the slipper orchid had a pair of flowers. Regal colouring –
burgundy silk velvet, with taupe and spruce green details. In 2014 there is a
bud in waiting, waiting some more...
King Arthur was hopping along with just the one slipper in
2012, but had a pair and a spare in winter 2013.
In October 2009 flowers on this orchid, which my mother had
simply labelled Apricot.
Since we have a temperate climate with RARE
frost, they live outdoors year round, in the shade of shrubs and trees.
Brought in to the house to display when in bloom.
Cut flowers for the vase? But I could have a cross dressing King
Arthur. With baroque garnished avocado green, cream, and umber – lady’s
slippers. Potted Cypripedium orchid
will bloom for weeks.
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I have tried to grow indigenous
Disas, and Stenoglottis–
teensy sprays of mauve – but sadly those are plants that my green fingers
did in.
My wild
orchid in September 2013 as it grew beneath the apple tree.
Bastertrewwa or Common Monkshood Orchid Corycium
orobanchoides he nurtured while strimming in Porterville. I
potted up after flowering, and wondered. Sent up green leaves in May, with a
spotted basal sheath that says - I am not winter grass to be yanked out! He
found treasure. A wild orchid gifted us by nature.
The rescue in August slowly raised a flower spike.
Flowering in its pot in September 2014 from bud to full
bloom. Fading to memory today.
Thanks to John Manning, via Caroline Voget (editor of Veld
and Flora), for identifying our orchid. Sadly NOT the Red List rare and
endangered ingeanum but the more widespread (still endemic to the
Western Cape) Bastertrewwa or Common Monkshood Orchid (Corycium
orobanchoides).
The cabin
trunk is from my mother’s grandmother, with her Venus Cymbidium. When we were clearing my mother’s cottage I picked up
the little box with shells, to find a label where she had written Diana.
Pictures by Diana Studer
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Pictures by Diana Studer
of Elephant's Eye on False Bay
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what amazing treasures, they hold so many memories for you, you must have shared your Mum's talent with plants, such a beautiful touching post,
ReplyDeleteHi Diana! I haven't visited your blog for a long time. Sorry about that. Thanks for the beautiful photos of your orchids. Whether or not endangered, your orchid still is a nice one.
ReplyDeleteTake care!
gorgeous blooms Diana, not ones I grow because of our limited growing season, The cabin trunk is a gorgeous family treasure to have.
ReplyDeleteThey may be available in every supermarket, but by their very nature orchids will always seem rare and exotic to me.
ReplyDeletea little bit of magic about them. Especially growing wild.
DeleteLucky you, to have orchids growing outside in your garden! We have wild, native orchids here in the Midwest U.S., too, but I don't have any native ones in my garden. I had Cymbidium Orchids in my wedding bouquet, though. They're beautiful. And your photos are lovely!
ReplyDeleteI love seeing wild orchids growing but I find the exotic so perfect they seem like plastic; fascinating but not something I want to grow.
ReplyDeleteMy Father-in-law is really into his orchids. Something I've never tried to grow.
ReplyDeleteIt is always fascinating to see how ´exotic´orchids grow outside in the wild. We live right between commercial growers of various orchids, even on my garden pictureso you often see the huge glasshouses around us. I am not very fond of them, before Christmas we always get some plants of our neighbours which continue flowering until now, 10 months later. Most of them look too long the same.
ReplyDeletethe little wild orchid changes, the others, yes, seem to be suspended in time ...
DeleteYour mother's orchids and the cabin trunk are family treasures invoking lovely memories! I feel this posting is very special. P. x
ReplyDeletefeel a bit guilty about neglecting my mother's orchids. But in the next garden I'll have more time for pot plants.
DeleteI love those slipper orchids. Orchids have always been in the realm of exotica to me, demanding beauties who live in hot houses. But then I met my friend Amy, who grows orchids all over her house. Someone with a green thumb? Not really. Amy kills everything she tries to grow outside! "How can that be, when you are so successful with orchids?" I ask her. "But orchids are so easy!" " she says.
ReplyDeleteit's true, mine are surviving and we'll work on getting flowers again in False Bay. That bud on King Arthur is DETERMINED to hang on till we move!
DeleteDiana when I first scanned the photos of your post I was enthralled by this incredible flower. I can see why it is special. And how lovely to find the trunk and the box with your name on it.
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