Daphne is everywhere in my chilly, upper Blue Mountains garden. It loves acid soil, which is why I grow it, along with azaleas, rhododendrons, and hydrangeas. At last count I had nine…..sorry, ten. daphne bushes.
What could be better than a shrub that flowers in mid winter and has one of the most heavenly perfumes imaginable?
Well, it is better if the flowers match one’s dress.
And Milly insisted I include this little poem;
All about the daphne bush the happy fairies went,
And spread about their silken hair to catch its magic scent.
They chanted little silver tunes, they danced the whole day long,
The rosy bush was ringed around with chains of coloured sound.
The best way to tip prune plants is to pick flowers for the house, or for friends.
The bouquet in the bucket is one I took along to put on a grave that was having a marker placed after 100 years. This old-fashioned plant would have been just as popular back in 1918…..and no doubt grown by poor Linda Loosley herself.
DAPHNE DESERVES A SPECIAL VASE
I found this vase up in Blackheath village at a second hand shop for a few dollars. Perfect for the flowers .
DAPHNE IS NOT ONLY PINK!
White daphne is a particular favourite of mine. The nectar attracts birds just as much as the familiar pink variety. My shrubs are visited by Wattlebirds, Eastern Spinebills and tiny Silvereyes.
A PEEK BEYOND WINTER
If the daphne is flowering, spring is already in the air;
So heart-lifting, even in the rain;
Daphne needs a well drained location in dappled sunshine. Mind you, the best position is on my bedside table. 😍
All rugged up, by my heart is warmed by the harbinger of spring.
By the way, there is a yellow variety too. I really think I must have one
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