Cussonia spicata and the value of plants

I have these weird unwritten rules when buying plants. For example, $30 is usually deemed way too much to spend on one plant. It’s not a conscious rule, it’s just after checking the price, unless it’s spectacularly, once-in-a-lifetime rare, I always walk away if it’s $30ish and up. And then I’ll sometimes go on to browse and select assorted odds and ends that, in total, end up costing as much as $40, if not more. Unwritten rules sometimes make the least sense of all. Here’s a recent example to show how this works, or doesn’t, in practice.

Last Friday work ended unexpectedly early, and there I was in Marina del Rey, which along with its yacht-filled harbor also has an excellent nursery. The succulent selection was even better than I remembered. Crassula ‘Campfire,’ for instance. Why haven’t I grown this yet? Lack of space? What a puny reason. And there’s a good salvia section too. I always pause before grey-green and felty, mouse-eared Salvia officinalis ‘Beggarten,’ but it hates my clay soil. What about those big grey leaves in pots for summer? Pots are always the answer. And some pole beans for my mom. I’ve been made weak-kneed by the incredible bromeliad selection here before. But $80 for one bromeliad? Can’t do it. I found a cardboard box and desultorily filled it with the smallest, cheapest odds and ends. Nothing like a little plant shopping to ease out of a horrid workweek and into the weekend. (Metro ran 30 minutes late, deadlines whizzed by unchecked, etc., etc.)

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And then there it was, casting dramatic shadows under the shadecloth, Cussonia spicata, robust and over 4 feet tall. A group of them, actually. Some with trunks awkward and akimbo, but way in the back was a perfectly gorgeous, straight-as-a-die specimen that was selling for about half the price of that bromeliad. But in the dreaded and taboo over-$30 price range. I mentally tallied all the odds and ends accumulating in my cardboard box, and sure enough, the total amounted to more than the price of the cussonia. (And as an aside, happened to be twice what I had just paid for parking at the business offices of 4640 Admiralty Way. I’ll never understand the arbitrary value given to things.) It was obvious that the math of my unwritten rule just wasn’t adding up. My own South African “Cabbage Tree,” Cussonia gamtoosensis, just about this size too after years growing on from a 4-inch pot, is a year-round, evergreen joy. Finding C. spicata locally again in this size at a better price was a long shot. That’s the math that matters. The impulse crassulas and salvias went back to their nursery shelves, and the cussonia came home with me, where it obviously so rightfully belongs. I was up at 5 a.m. on Saturday to spend all day rearranging my little world to give it a proper welcome and find its perfectly inevitable placement, which turned out to be the small east patio, as of Friday buried in leaves I kept meaning to sweep up from the Chinese fringe tree. The $40 cussonia was just the catalyst I needed to give it a good sweep, move out the bikes and stash of firewood, and drag in a table and chairs. After the dust settled, we instantly knew that this was now the best spot for morning coffee. I’m vowing to never clutter it up again. We’ll see how that goes.

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As the Dude would say, the cussonia really ties the room together, this awkward, canyonesque patio on the east side of the house that I had pretty much given up on.
And I hated being defeated by it, because I’m a firm believer that every inch I pay a mortgage on must be put to use for people and plants.
(Begrudgingly, driveways, garages, laundry sheds, etc., are allowed too of course.)

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Marty worries that the cussonia looks frail, more like a “houseplant” than a potential 30-foot tree. And he’s right, it’s got the look of the apiaceae all over it, whose members include familiar houseplants like fatsia and schefflera, but there’s nothing meek or tame about a cussonia. It’s going to need a much bigger container fairly soon, but this size is all there was on hand.

And that’s how a dead space came to life for $40. Such is the incalculable value of plants.


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Euphorbia ammak’s big impact

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Despite its small and underwhelming size, I finally decided to plant this euphorbia in the ground, hoping it grows faster here than in its pot.
Surprisingly, everybody seems quite impressed, including Evie, who wrapped herself around it like a snake Sunday morning.

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She seems to be enjoying her status as the last cat standing, becoming much more sociable. I think the other ones might have bullied her a bit.
We’ve always assumed her shyness was of the kind shared by all white creatures, vulnerable because of their high visibility and in constant fear of being swooped on from above.
That’s our theory anyway. I can’t attest to its biological accuracy.
If my memory can be trusted, she was named by the boys for the fox character in Pokémon. “Eevee” would be the technically correct spelling.

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Behind Evie is the big iron basket Reuben gifted me, which has been turned into an ottoman/table. Marty sawed off the enormous and sturdy handle, breaking only a couple blades in the process. What a sport.

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Wish I had three more. Nestled under the wings of a beschorneria, Agave ‘Little Shark,’ also going by ‘Royal Spine,’ was planted here earlier in the year.

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As long as she doesn’t lay on top of Aloe capitata var. quartzicola, Evie’s welcome to share this little succulent garden.

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The aloe comes armed as well, so I don’t think there’s any real worry.

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Agave ‘Cornelius’ is also making good size here and capable of defending itself against loungers and diggers.

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I’d love some towering columns of this euphorbia from Saudi Arabia. I wouldn’t refuse some towering Euphorbia ingens ‘Variegata’ either.
I fantasize about knocking on doors and making offers whenever I see mature specimens of these two around town.
Evie can cozy up to E. ammak all she wants, as long as she doesn’t use it as a scratching post.


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driveby agave garden details

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Some details from Jud’s garden. It was this beet red crassula and Coppertone Stonecrop (Sedum nussbaumerianum) that first drew my attention to this bit of detailed planting. The crassula looks like C. pubescens ssp. radicans.

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The longer I looked, the more apparent the garden maker’s intentions became. A golden barrel cactus picks up the gleam of the Coppertone Stonecrop. This is also a fine example of how rocks are simultaneously used to create flow through the garden and also to highlight specific plants.

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Playing with texture and color, the garden maker starts a dialogue with the viewer. When you begin to hear it, as if by magic the vignette enlarges, expands, and ripples outward. Sedum, barrel cactus, and now playing along, I noted the biscuit-colored blooms of the crassula. Nearby are the saw-toothed, lance-shaped bursts of deep green Agave lophantha.

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I trace the lines of another pale-colored cactus arching over the Agave lophantha

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Whose long arms playfully frame shifting views.

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A coral-colored aloe comes into focus.

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Step back, and the details become the whole.

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Fishing with Senecio radicans

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From a recent garden tour. The fishhook senecio, Senecio radicans, doing what it does best, throwing its lines of hook-shaped leaves not from a pier but from a second-story balcony.

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Maybe I’m reading too much into this arrangement, because it wasn’t directly underneath but around a corner, screened by other plants. A perfect circle about 5 feet in diameter was dressed with oyster shells and planted with just a few blue echeveria. The casting pond? The relationship between the senecio and the circle could only have been apparent from the second-story balcony. Refreshingly lacking the emphasis so common when gardens turn playful, I didn’t notice the association until studying the photos later. All I noticed at the time was how the pearly, iridescent mulch sparkled in the strong mid-day sun. If it was meant as a private joke, I belatedly enjoyed the pun too.

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driveby agave garden revisited

I’ve been thinking of Jud’s garden. Did the recent unseasonal heat waves bruise any agaves? I didn’t memorize the address, so it took a while to find again, which seems to be a recurring theme with this garden. Was it on Colorado or Fourth Street? East or west of Termino? After about a half hour’s meandering, suddenly there it was again, rising up out of the suburbs like a desert oasis mirage.

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It certainly holds its corner like no other house I know.

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The driveby view is splendid enough, but seeing it on foot is the only way to appreciate the multiple shifting perspectives of rosettes and spikes.

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I’ve never seen Sticks on Fire as tall and narrow as cypresses. I wonder if they had to be pruned into these columnar shapes.

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The agaves were indeed left unblemished by the 100-degree temps.

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I’ll post a few more detailed photos of Jud’s garden this week.

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a long weekend (and a local plant sale)

Name me three other words in the English language that can be strung together to produce as exciting an effect as A…Long…Weekend.

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The pergola table will have to be cleared for weekend breakfasts and dinners. (I never seem to eat lunch anymore.)

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Anticipating a long weekend, there seems time enough for anything. Maybe I’ll embroider a pillow (or learn how…)

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Or weave garden detritus into a perfect sphere

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Here’s another example of three of the most exciting words in the English language: Local…Plant…Sale.


Dustin, the mad plant propagator, is having one on June 14th. The poor man just can’t control himself, and now he’s converted the entire back garden into a plant nursery. If I give him a small bromeliad pup, the next time I see him he’s got ten more of the same. I blame the British; the training in propagation at Wisley and Great Dixter must have been brutally efficient, because he just can’t stop. It really is as much an intervention as a sale; see his garden and then help him clear some room for more garden and/or future plant nursery. Either way, we all benefit. I’ve lost a sonchus so will be on the prowl for another one.

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Giant container in Dustin Gimbel’s garden, where the plants mercilessly use him as an agent to increase their numbers.

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More news to come. For now, circle and star the 14th of June. And enjoy every minute of your long weekend.

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pod love

Garden bloggers have been giving it up for flowers, for leaves. How about some pod love?
I know it’s a little early in the season for seedpods for a lot of gardens, but I happen to have dried-up, dessicated plant life on the brain after last week’s ferocious Santa Ana winds.

And I also just happen to have some nice seedpods to share.


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Courtesy of Acacia podalyrifolia

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I’ve been shaping this young shrub/tree at the front of the house, and it’s coming along beautifully.

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The long, wavy pods, silver with cinnamon-brown interiors, perform entrancing twists and spirals in the breeze.

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Sharing the pod love.


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Plectranthus ‘Emerald Lace’

Loree is talking about her favorite plant of the week today, and Pam is discussing the virtues of beautiful leaves, which of course set my eye wandering critically over a heat-ravaged landscape to find a suitable entry.
Needless to say, I was coming up bupkis. I must have walked by this plectranthus a dozen times before pausing to give it serious consideration as a contender.


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Plectranthus ‘Emerald Lace,’ the only one of the “suitcase plants” brought home from Long Island, New York, last summer that’s still kicking.

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Years ago I inexplicably dragged home an enormously heavy iron pipe that I swear will never be moved again. Filled with soil, it functions as a holding area/plant hospital.
Into this wide-mouthed pipe go small cuttings, odds and ends, and sometime last year this plectranthus, which I now realize has filled it entirely. It sits against the north south fence line, which offers the best chance of shade for cuttings. If you take a right turn as you face the plectranthus, you’ll enter a narrow potting area that fills the small gap between the back of the garage and the fence. Turn left and you’ll cross the length of the garden and end up at the compost pile in the northeastern southeastern corner.

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Just a couple weeks ago I slipped some cuttings of an aeonium that had burned in the first heat wave into the “plant hospital.”

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I think I’ve found my entry. With crimped leaves that look cut by pinking shears and mimic the silvery-green patterns of Cyclamen hederifolium, this overlooked plectranthus deserves a little recognition.


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Bloom Day May 2014

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Thank goodness, unlike me, some like it hot, such as Dalea purpurea, the Purple Prairie Clover. Zoned only as far as 8* and not recommended too far south, so zone 10 was a gamble as far as lack of winter dormancy. It might not be long-lived here, but it’s putting on a good show for a young plant. (*to clarify, for zones 3-8. I’m always concerned about a plant’s winter chill needs and heat tolerance.)

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I duplicated how I saw it planted at the Highline, close in to the walkway to admire its outline, but I’ll probably add more amongst the phlomis and other shrubby stuff. The bees will thank me profusely. Its deep tap root handles dry conditions beautifully. You can imagine how much water it’s getting planted amongst agaves and succulents, which is next to none. The legume family is full of such interesting characters. There’s a white form too, Dalea candida, but I’m fine with magenta.

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A succulent I like as much for its flowers as leaves, Cotyledon orbiculata var. flanaganii

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This annual grass doesn’t reseed much, but every bit of it is a treasure. Briza maxima

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Gomphrena ‘Fireworks,’ planted last fall, exploded into growth with the heat.

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Wonderful little pelargonium whose name I’ve misplaced, gets clipped back when it encroaches on Agave schidigera ‘Shira ito no Ohi.’ (If you need cuttings, just ask. And then let me know if and when you ID it. Possibly P. trifidum?)

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More heat lovers, gazanias and gaillardias

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Various iterations of self-sowing nicotianas shrugged off temperatures over 100, a rarity here a mile from the ocean, where we’ve previously never felt the need to install air conditioning in this old drafty bungalow.

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Solanum pyracanthum wintered over and got an early start in spring.

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Most worrisome was anything spring-planted, like this Glaucium grandiflorum

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But except for some sad heat damage on the big-leaved agaves, we all limped relatively unscathed through the second record-breaking heat wave of May 2014. My survival strategy for the next one involves researching old camping cots on craigslist. I’m planning a camping theme for the east patio. I haven’t slept outdoors in quite a while. When life deals you heat like this, might as well have a weenie roast.

So it’s finally here, May, the month that Carol dreams of all year. Some gardens are already cooking on all burners, some just waking up, but it’s all chronicled on May Dreams Gardens, where Carol hosts our Bloom Day reports the 15th of every month, or thereabouts.

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Potted’s wind chime revival

Relax, I’m not going to talk about the astonishing heat wave we’re having but something light and buoyant.

First, remember Ned Racine’s initial, fateful meeting with two-steps-ahead Matty in the movie Body Heat?

NED
You can stand here with me if you want, but you’ll have to agree not to talk about the heat.

(So she throws his words back at him at their second meeting, at the same time inveigling Ned into her home while the husband is away on business.)

MATTY
You’re the one that doesn’t want to talk about the heat. Too bad. I’d tell you about my chimes.

NED
What about them?

MATTY
The wind chimes on my porch. They
keep ringing and I go out there
expecting a cool breeze. That’s
what they’ve always meant. But not
this summer. This summer it’s just
hot air.

(Amen, Matty.)

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So I’m not going to talk about the heat at all, but wind chimes. Wind chimes are what I’m interested in today, this very hot minute. I think wind chimes are due for a revival. They’ve been relegated to the whimsy ghetto for far too long. Procrastinating on Etsy, hoping to find something inspired by Alexander Calder maybe, I found lots of chimes made of bike gears, keys, and kitchen utensils, some of which were surprisingly appealing. But the two examples above from Potted are some of the nicest I’ve found so far, although the one on the right is technically not a wind chime but a spiral mobile.

Keeping it light and buoyant this week.

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