{"id":7777,"date":"2012-02-14T18:36:00","date_gmt":"2012-02-14T23:36:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2021-02-09T15:18:14","modified_gmt":"2021-02-09T20:18:14","slug":"happy-valentines-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gardern.co.za\/2012\/02\/happy-valentines-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Camellias and Valentines"},"content":{"rendered":"
Camellias and Valentines Day were certainly ‘a thing’ back in the Victorian era, but as we have grown to be more commercial with chocolates, candy, sterile long-stemmed roses and dinner at a fancy restaurant (back when we could!), I somehow long for a more simple celebration.One with scented violets, lily of the valley and yes, camellias. OK< chocolate and a steak would be OK too. Maybe some wine.<\/p>\n
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In the 19th century, long before commercial florists and jet-flown flowers that come to us from South African, Israel, and South America via Amsterdam, there was the local growers. Talk about ‘slow flowers’! There was always a corner in an old, wood and glass greenhouse where a few camellia trees grew to provide a few flowers for a valentine.<\/p>\n
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When I was a teen I worked at a local florist who had acquired an even older range of glasshouse here in Worcester, MA. This was the mid 1970’s but there were still 100 year old glasshouse about. Most, such as this one were beginning to fall apart, but like so many in disrepair in suburban Boston, these were 100 foot long wonders. <\/p>\n
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I loved searching through these old houses looking at the in-ground beds, many of which still contained crops of giant calla lilies or anemones and ranunculus. A few still raised carnations or roses as those two crops were once the largest export crops in Massachusetts before moving to Colorado and eventually other countries.<\/p>\n
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One day I had to drive over to one of the properties to cut some camellias for an elderly customer who often requested a camellia corsage. I think that this was the first time I ever actually saw a camellia plant (tree, really). In the back of one of the glasshouse towered 20 feet to the ceiling were a few old camellias, some still producing buds.<\/p>\n
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Now, for those of you in the south this must sound quaint but silly. Even in California camellias are a common landscape shrub or small tree, so I understand the lack of enthusiasm, but you have to imagine a harsh, snowy winter in New England, and the magic of these shrubs surviving.<\/p>\n
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As I grew older, I used to fly to LA for business often in February. I would stay the weekend just so I could visit Nuccio’s Nursery in Santa Barbara and sometimes attend a camellia society show at the Huntington Gardens or Descanso gardens. I only later learned that there was a local camellia society here in Massachusetts that was still holding an annual show (one of the oldest flower shows in the country). These shows eventually moved to Tower Hill Botanic Garden, where I am currently a trustee, and I eventually began entering my new camellia collection from the greenhouse, and even learned to become a judge. Funny how things evolve.<\/p>\n
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Near me, in Waltham, MA is one of the oldest glasshouse collections of Camellias. The historic greenhouses at the Lyman Estate<\/a> is well known amongst New England plant people, but may not be known to others.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n