The world’s prettiest cut flower is from SOUTH AFRICA. The most unusual primitive, gorgeous splashy FLOWER, Orange Crocosimia --- fills garden with CHEST HIGH blooms --Spring and Summer both. The flower lasts 2 weeks in vase, giving art noveau feel to the room. Bright as a jungle parrot, it catches the eye!
These bulbs (you will be getting a huge box of them,) grow in any good soil, are tender -- being from South Africa, CapeTown area, don't go under 36 deg at nite unless mulched well....so can survive up into zone 5 at canadian border with mulch, but prefer LA's 34 deg. north temperate zone.
NOT A PROBLEM EVEN IN ALASKA. AUGUST, the foliage dies down, at that point, DIG THEM OUT, dry, store until LITTLE BUDS start. At that point, throw into POTS 3" under soil, grow all winter in CONSERVATORY conditions, like SOUTHERN WINDOW in SUN, until LAST SEVERE FROST, then plant, soil and all.
Hummingbirds love these blooms, dance around them all day amusing the cats who have never caught one yet. One mother cat housed her nest of kitties inside the field of these flowers. No one could see her. I only stumbled upon the nest hearing the babies mew for their mama one day.
CROCOSIMIA grow with gladiola like fronds, chest or neck high. TALL. Set against fences. A bunch of them, cut with the fronds along, is heaven in a vase. Plant these bulbs in SPRING and soon you will be selling your extras as they replicate like bunnies. Two becomes Four becomes Eight. Every AUGUST and September when fronds die down, I go in from the side, lift the bulbs, separate them, dry them for a few months. BY NOVEMBER, their little buds are coming out, so I plant them. So this is DRYING OUT TIME. Once a year chance to get some so strike while iron is hot.
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I will pull them when you come.
they lie beneath the ground,
til spring they suck their thumb.
Reluctant to emerge,
from doughy crib of soil.
You want a few, I dig for you,
For a true pal, not a toil.
PAYPAL IS AT THIS SPOT.