…’Cause, I did say there would be no more Clivia posts for this year but I didn’t account for my wicked sister, Sandra. Sandra is responsible, directly or indirectly, for all the Clivias in this post. Continue reading
You are, probably, sick of Clivia photos but these are the last two to flower and I wanted a record of all my 2015 flowers, therefore, … one last post.
The top photo is a Clivia my sister, Juanita, gave me earlier this year. It is proof just how hardy they are. I visited Juanita one day and she asked whether I wanted a Clivia. The plant was in a bucket, without soil. I don’t know how long it had been out of the ground. I took it home and wrapped the roots in wet paper. The next day, we drove to Bridgetown and, the day after that, I planted it. The plant is now huge and has the biggest cluster of flowers of all my Clivias. It is a delightful specimen. As you can see, it is a brilliant orange, the flowers are exceptionally large and open quite flat (see the flower, centre left). Fantastic, thanks, Sis. Continue reading
As you have probably guessed, I have been back to Clivia Classiques in Forrestdale. I must admit, I am a bit obsessed at the moment. Clearly, I am going through a stage. I have even had under my house terraced, especially for my new purchases. Continue reading