Fall-blooming Crocus Continue for Garden Bloggers Bloom Day December 2012
December 15, 2012
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I think these are Crocus speciosus ‘Conqueror’
es, it’s true. The fall-blooming crocus I wrote about for last month’s Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day are still blooming. Some of the pale ones came up and are trying to bloom, thanks to a series of unseasonably warm days.
The pale yellow autumn crocus are attempting to bloom, as well as one valiant Helleborus niger
The leaves of the pale ones emerge simultaneously with the flowers, so all the grass-like crocus leaves that you see are probably C. cartwrightianus
‘Albus’. As always, you can click on any photo to enlarge it.
Here’s a better shot of the Christmas rose. Couldn’t find the tag.
There are a few Johnny-jump-ups blooming in a hunkered down fashion.
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I also have a bloom inside the house. A flowering tobacco seeded into my pot of rosemary. Rosemary, of course, isn’t hardy in my climate and I bring the rosemary indoors every winter. This flowering tobacco plant was growing in the container last winter and may have been there even longer, I can’t remember. I never pulled it out because I was just curious to see what it would do. It has bloomed when outdoors but I always cut it back to the rosette of leaves when I bring it in for the winter and this is the first time it has bloomed indoors. Three blossoms–how about that?
Count ’em: three blossoms and a couple of buds.
All in all, about as good as I can expect for December.
Inspired by the words of Elizabeth Lawrence, “We can have flowers nearly every month of the year,” Carol of May Dreams Gardens started Garden Bloggers Bloom Day. On the 15th of every month, garden bloggers from all over the world publish what is currently blooming in their gardens, and leave a link in Mr. Linky and the comments of May Dreams Gardens.
Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment. It bursts upon a man every year…as though it had never happened before, but had just been shown by God how to do it, and tried, and found the impossible possible.
in The Summer of the Danes