Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Old House Gardens is making their catalog bigger and more alluring each year. Although I've already gotten catalogs from Brent and Becky's, John Scheepers, and McClure Zimmerman, this is the one that's caught my imagination. Usually I don't start fantasizing about bulbs until mid-August, when the garden begins to decline.
First, there were the daffodils. Now, I have no intention of planting any daffodils anywhere on my property ever again. Nonetheless, I'm wavering over such choice varieties as Irene Copeland and Inglescombe. They also have a bunch of tazettas they're offering to Southerners (Avalanche looked great), and I'm wondering if these can be forced much like the usual paperwhites. If so, then I might order some.
Then, the tulips. These I do order, but usually from less pricy companies. But why not try some of the wilder parrots: Estella Rjinveld, Amiral de Constinople? Nobody else has anything nearly as insane. So what if they'll only hang around a season or two.
I always turn to the lilies first. There is nothing particularly new here, but I do think I'll try some speciosum from Old House, as none I've bought elsewhere have had much of a scent. I should also replace the Black Beauties I tortured by ripping them out of the pond plot when they were pretty far along. They should come back, but who knows. One thing bugs me. Sometimes OHG does go too far in their catalog rhetoric. What's the difference between the Golden Splendors I have and their "rarest" Golden Sunburst? I didn't pay $8.50 each for mine, and that's about it. Otherwise, mine are just as "magnificent, "virtually indestructable," honey-gold," and "stately," as you can see above. So stop dissing my yellow trumpets, OHG.
They'll get my money all the same.