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Jeffersonia Diphylla: My Favourite Plant

March 31st, 2019 | 14 Comments »

March is not leaving like a lamb. Lake Massawippi is still frozen solid, snow still covers the ground and today the wind is blowing fiercely. These unusually late winter conditions are discouraging, to say the least. But on the up side, they are giving me time to review some of the blogs I’ve written since I posted for the first time in January 2013.

Over six years, in hundreds of blogs, I’ve reviewed books and gardens, considered issues in garden design, looked at how art is used in gardens and chronicled the development of the garden at Glen Villa, my garden in Quebec.  I’ve also profiled plants.

Those plant profiles are the ones I’ve been reading most happily — they remind me of the pleasures soon to come.  One of the flowers I look for most eagerly in the spring is Jeffersonia diphylla. I wrote about the plant six years ago and my love for the plant hasn’t changed since. So, with some new photos and some revisions in the text, here is that blog post again.

 

Jeffersonia diphylla grows in shady woodland conditions.
Jeffersonia diphylla grows in shady woodland conditions.

 

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My Favorite Plant: Jeffersonia diphylla

Gardeners in temperate climes may wonder why I love Jeffersonia diphylla. For them it grows easily, spreads nicely and offers a touch of light in a shaded border. A nice plant, but nothing special.

Jeffersonia doesn’t grow easily for me. I have to coddle it, and it is one of the few plants at Glen Villa that gets this care.  As for spreading nicely, no such luck. My one plant grew for quite a few years before it produced a baby. I’m still waiting for more.

 

 

Nonetheless, Jeffersonia is my favourite plant. Not because it is carefree, but because it speaks of childhood and of Virginia, where I grew up. Jeffersonia is a true Virginia plant, named by the American botanist Benjamin Smith Barton after the many-talented Thomas Jefferson. It is a spring ephemeral, as fleeting as childhood itself, blooming so briefly that some years I miss the white flowers altogether.

It is also a plant whose character and appearance shift delightfully throughout the growing season.

Shortly after the ground thaws, which in Quebec can be as late as mid to late April, tiny tips of reddish-purple begin to peek up from the bed outside the kitchen door. These small tips are hard to see at first — they are almost the colour of the mulch that surrounds them. But soon pale vampire-like spears appear, desperately searching for sunlight instead of avoiding it, as any sensible vampire would do.

 

Fleshy white

 

Leaves begin to develop. At first they are the colour of bloody wine — a Merlot perhaps? Prominent veins make them look soft and vulnerable.

 

The leaves in early spring look soft and vulnerable.

 

Gradually, the short-lived flowers form. They open like cups held atop rigid stems. They are stately, elegant.

 

Jeffersonia
The Merlot tones remain at the edge of developing leaves.

 

Jeffersonia is a typical spring ephemeral. In a good year, when the weather is cool, the flowers may last a week. More typically, they last three or four days.

 

There is a purity about the flowers of Jeffersonia diphylla that wasn't always echoed in the man's life.
There is a purity about the flowers of Jeffersonia diphylla that wasn’t always echoed in the real man’s life.

 

If it rains, the petals drop quickly. Ditto if the wind blows. And heaven forbid it gets warm too quickly — the flowers simply disappear, as if they never were there. (I think you get the point: this ephemeral is really ephemeral.)

 

Jeffersonia's white petals surround a sunny yellow centre.
Jeffersonia’s white petals surround a sunny yellow centre that develops into the seed head.

 

The second show begins as the leaves grow bigger and broader. They change colour to a soft blue-green, and as they do, the second part of the plant’s name becomes self-explanatory. Di-phylla: two leaves. Those twin lobes also explain the plant’s common name, twinleaf.

 

The veins that were so prominent in the Merlot-toned leaves remain visible here, joined by tiny raindrops that spill down the twin leaves like tears.

 

Jeffersonia is a chameleon, constantly changing — but never blending in. The tender, vulnerability of early spring becomes comedic in mid-summer when the seedpod starts to form.

 

The two lobes that hold the seed echo the plant's twin leaves.
The twin lobes of the seed pod remind me of ET, the young alien in the movie from the 1980s.

 

Then the plant begins to smile. Rather smugly, I have to say. The seedpod is hinged, and when it opens, Jeffersonia’s full smile displays a mouthful of cinnamon-coloured seeds.

 

What a smile!
What a smile!

 

Then the plant spits the seeds out, one by one.

Caught in the act! I was lucky to get this photo.
Caught in the act! I was lucky to get this photo.

 

Approaching the finale, Jeffersonia turns yellow.

 

The hinged seed pod turns yellow once it is empty.
The hinged seed pod’s mouth is now toothless, suggesting what is next to come.

 

All good things end. Eventually, Jeffersonia goes spotty and starts to shrivel, like a wizened comedian who walks with a cane.

 

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Do you see a cane or an inverted pipe? Or neither?

 

On a practical note: Jeffersonia grows best in rich woodland conditions: moist, well-drained, slightly acidic soil. It likes part shade and tolerates full shade. According to the Missouri Botanical Garden, it is native from New York to Wisconsin, south to Alabama and Virginia.  It grows to about 8 inches when in flower and continues to grow through the summer, eventually reaching about 18 inches.

All this tells me that Jeffersonia shouldn’t thrive outside my kitchen door. But it does. And I thank it for providing such a good show, year after year.

 

The flowers that bloom in the spring, Tra-la

May 9th, 2017 | 8 Comments »
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Gilbert and Sullivan got it right when they wrote about spring flowers. The flowers that bloom in the spring, Tra la, Breathe promise of merry sunshine — As we merrily dance and we sing, Tra la, We welcome the hope that they bring, Tra la, Of a summer of roses and wine. Right now, I'm dancing and singing. Because everywhere at Glen Villa, spring flowers are blooming. Daffodils galore brighten the path to the China Terrace ....   [caption id="attachment_5129" align="aligncenter" width="1319"] We planted these daffodils about fifteen years ago. The

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A Change of (Ad)dress

May 23rd, 2016 | 14 Comments »
A froth of white dresses the fields and roadsides in Hertfordshire. What do you call this wildflower -- Queen's Anne's Lace, wild carrot or something else entirely?
  The weather at this time of year does strange things to the mind -- and to the wardrobe. One day is cold, the next is hot. Changing locations makes the uncertainties even worse. What do I pack? Summer dresses or winter woolies? I arrived in England a few days ago on a chilly morning that felt much like the mornings I'd left behind in Canada. But looking out at the countryside, it was obvious that summer was now dressing the fields.   [caption id="attachment_3982" align="aligncenter" width="3888"] A froth of white

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My favourite plant: Jeffersonia diphylla

September 9th, 2013 | 2 Comments »
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Gardeners in temperate climes may wonder why I love Jeffersonia diphylla. For them it grows easily, spreads nicely and offers a touch of light in a shaded border. A nice plant, but nothing special. Jeffersonia doesn't grow easily for me. I have to coddle it, and it is one of the few plants at Glen Villa that gets this care.  As for spreading nicely, no such luck. My one plant grew for quite a few years before it produced a baby. Nonetheless, I love Jeffersonia. It is my favourite plant. Not

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The Aqueduct, Part 4: Fine Tuning

July 22nd, 2013 | 2 Comments »
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Plugging The Leak is not really fine tuning, but before we can fine tune -- or indeed, before we can do anything more on The Aqueduct -- we have to do it. We thought the problem was the drain that enters the small holding pond below the driveway. We dug up a section along the edge of the drive, removed some perforated plastic drain pipe and backfilled with heavy clay soil. It wasn't a big job and it took only a few hours. But it didn't work. We thought again.

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