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Irish Garden Plant Society – Dublin Annual Plant Sale


It took place Sunday 10th October in Our lady of Delours Church Glasnevin, starting at 11am. I’d got the nod about this from Jane Powers – as was announced in the gardening podcast.

I got there a little after 12 and as Jane had rightly predicted, the scrum, it seemed had already taken place. In plant numbers, the place had been ransacked 😉

Whilst I may jest, it was a great plant sale and a great morning. And yes this is what I enjoy doing on my days off. They say it’s the people that make a place. My gardening knowledge held tightly in my back pocket, I proceeded through as your average Joe punter….

Me: How much for the daffs….?

Man: They’re one fifty each….

Me: How many for a fiver….?

Man: I’ll give you three bags and you can have 50 cent back…..

Yes it is bulb and tree planting season. A service I provide. I still bought some. That aside, I thought that was my fill of humour until I was offered a Christmas cactus…..

the only time it doesn’t flower is Christmas….

…I was told as the place erupted into laughter.

What was great was the collections there, the oddities, the rarities, the advice that free flowed as discussions continued to be disected and re-evolved. There were those who came prepared as trollies were wheeled out with copious amounts of home grown specialities, whilst others went in search of that something more unique and singular.

I on the other hand, like a woman [no offence to those with only one pair] who can never have too many pairs of shoes bought plants and books that I already have more than enough of and didn’t need 😉 that said, I was more than happy to take my new babies home.

There is something heart warming and non-governmental about a coloured pricing scheme and a €2 entry fee. Something amazing and great. The work, as I know it is all voluntary, free gratis and where people grow plants becuase its fun and it creates discussion and there’s a story that lies in every one of those plants.

I saw Chestnut trees growing in lemonade bottles – why not I thought. The leaves were yellowing, as they should be. But I know this wouldn’t make a saleable plant in a commercial operation.

Personally me, for the first time in over 16 years I am no longer a member of any horticultural related body or association. Mainly because, in short, I needed to get back to basics. Peter the gardener, garden lover, plant grower or tree hugger as some may call it. I think I may just be changing my status in the member of regard.

Membership is €30. Family membership is €42

Fancy some gardening, as it was intended….? Just send them an email

ADDRESS: The Honorary Secretary,
IGPS, c/o the National Botanic Gardens,
Dublin 9, Ireland

What they say…..

Sadly some of our garden plants have been lost from cultivation – due to changes in fashion or difficulties in propagation on a commercial scale. It was in recognition of our horticultural heritage that the Irish Garden Plant Society was founded in 1981 in order to research, locate and propagate such plants so that future generations may continue to enjoy them in years to come.

In closing I suppose some may say, it’s the above writing that’d put them off joining. Others say it’s the stigma attached that they’ll feel out of place due to being a different era of gardener. My thoughts for what they are worth…. I remember giving a talk some time ago on 17th century landscaping and design. I noted that it was easier than 18th century landscaping…. by 100 years. Call it what you may, but plants are simply just plants, to me.

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bohoe… thursday garden guest #1

If you’d like to know more about Thursday Garden Guest time – click here.

For the moment writer number 1 is Ángel Luis González Fernández alias bohoe. A gentleman and genius photographer [a browse of his work is so worth while]. The graduate of Dublin Institute of Technology is now based between Dublin and Zurich. That aside Ángel shares a common love of plants and I am so proud that he was willing to take the time to share his experiences with me and the first of many greats to stand up and tell of their individual experiences made by a liitle green in their lives. Enjoy the series and for now Ángels story…

What I like about Gardens.

I, like many of you, have spent numerous hours strolling around parks, gardens and forests; I’ve relaxed my tired body under gorgeous old oaks, enjoyed a delicate scent at the rose garden, caressed the incredibly soft texture of the ‘lamb’s tongue‘, and listened to the relaxing rhythm of rain drops falling on a myriad of leaves. I laugh on a garden; I cried, I loved; I eat and I drank; I played and worked; but above all, and perhaps most importantly, I pondered.

My love for gardens was sown on the National Botanic Gardens.

Ever since I discovered the Botanic Gardens in Glasnevin in 1998, my relationship with that Victorian mania for collecting, as a first step towards comprehension, has grown to be a matured love. A love that has me so bothered that now one of the first things I do when visiting a new city is to visit their Botanic collection. Or at the least, to observe what varieties are displayed on people’s balconies, house fronts, and specially shops. I am indeed perverted, but for a good cause, one hopes.

And so, during my visits to Glasnevin’s I learnt about plants I have never seen, nor imagined, that flourish in parts of the world I barely know even now, and for a moment I was both foreign and local.

My fascination continued as I joined the Irish Garden Plant Society in 2000, receiving small sachets with weird seeds and reading exciting newsletters that once I thought were just an old man’s pastime. I discovered what ‘seed saving‘ is, and why it is important for the future of mankind. I learnt that is ‘propagating‘, and not ‘multiplying’ or ‘reproducing’ (my Spanglish terms) what you do when growing new plants out of branches, stems, leaves, seeds or spores. I found out that the wonderful brightest colored flowers of the rhododendron represent in fact a horrible plague in disguise, ever since its introduction in the 18th century, specially in the threatened woods of Killarney – where friends have been going for years in search-and-destroy parties.

But I continued to wonder, as I discovered more interesting facts about the secret life of plants, like the existence of certain plants that don’t even require soil to thrive, or that a fungus is the actual world’s largest organism, or that other aquatic ones can hold the weight of an average human being afloat! But wait, best of all, most of them are around the corner, in your Botanic Garden!

And there is also much to be said about our everyday friends, like the Apple, with more than 7,500 varieties worldwide! Number shared also by the Tomatoes! Now just imagine the apple & tomatoes section in the supermarket then, oh boy!

The more I learnt about the fascinating world of plants, the more it seemed like no matter what shape, form, variety, colour or size, I could imagine a plant can take, nature had already tried it and tested it! And lets not get into their inestimable medicinal values.

By then I managed to lay my hands on rare specimens of carnivore plants, ferns, air plants, and my current favorite the staghorn fern. I nurtured them, showed them like a proud carer, looked at them in admiration.

Over the years, I brought many friends to the Botanic Gardens, to share the incredible show that some plants do put up. I remember when the Victoria Amazonica at the greenhouse with the pond -now under restoration- did blossom, which does one a year only, offering the largest flower I have ever seen.

Living in Dublin for over a decade, I have been tenant in many homes. I always did my best to have a bit of greenery around me. Once I even dug a hole in my backyard and bricolaged a low-cost pond with a large plastic container so I could have water lilies beside my Gunera Manicata and my Black Lily. I was obsessed then with the idea of a black flower, how beautiful and unique! Little that I knew that although not common, there are more – in fact I saw a very large one recently in Zurich’s Botanic Garden. Oh, I also loved to take care of my Papyrus, such an elegant plant!

Of course, I tried to eat from my garden too: I’ve planted berries, potatoes, tomatoes, chillies, and various kitchen herbs like mint, basil, rosemary, sage, chives… you know, the usual.

Oh, I became so attracted to their world! I was even considering becoming serious about it, and joining a BA on Horticulture at my favorite place in Dublin. So insistent was I with the idea when talking to my flatmates that eventually it was one of them that decided to go for it! And later I learnt that my mate has been in New Zealand, amongst other paradises, working with amazing plants… pure envy!

Finally, I decided to pursue my parallel love to Photography instead, a decision that still today hunts me. Hey, but there is time for everything in this live, as we strive to be Renaissance man once again, isn’t it?

Well, what else can I say? I think you follow me.
So if you do, lets go to the beginning, to that part where I say ‘I pondered’.

All along I realized that just being in contact with these magnificent beings not only was relaxing, and even therapeutic, but it even helped me to concentrate at times when I needed to reflect on certain matters, and to find inspiration at other times.

Incidentally, the background image at my company’s web site is not other than a banana tree inside the Palm House at the Glasnevin Botanic Gardens, where I have spent hours and hours reading, thinking, taking pictures, strolling, and trying to resolve the question for which the answer is 42, as your man Wittgenstain did. One always hoped to soak the same kind of wisdom there, I guess.

Well, I said that the Banana is a tree, but I think Banana’s are actually a grass, the largest indeed. Some say they walk, and even though it was Sean Lock who said so, it may well be true if it was the very same Stephen Fry who confirmed it! But no surprise here since there is one that even blogs about her own life.

Anyhow, I am trying to share here, in a long and complicated way, is that it was that very first visit to the Botanic Gardens what started my love for plants. Plants are truly fascinating, and fascination should be a full-time job.

To answer the question ‘what I like about Gardens’, I would say that I like the fact that they can serve as something more than manmade re-constructions of the world around us, concoctions of green-fingered geniuses, or plain aesthetic exercises. They can serve as educational tools, as libraries in which to read about fantastic specimens from far away lands and fabricate mesmerizing adventures, as incubators of ideas and nurseries of thoughts. It doesn’t matter whether they are in your back yard or in public lands, they all make me wonder equally and somehow inspire me in my daily design routines.

So I would really recommend to everyone to enjoy public parks and gardens as much as possible; to learn from the botanic garden near you, to observe, read, ask (to people like Peter Donegan), then reflect and experiment, thus cultivating ones self in the process; to develop your own botanic collection there in your back garden, greenhouse, allotment, balcony, window ledge, r even your bathroom, collecting and classifying ideas to propagate new ones.

Because I am sure that amongst the Victorian ritual of collection and classification, of interpreting and labeling reality, there is always room for the new, the unexpected, and the yet unidentified.

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I made a selection of photos to illustrate some of the things I said above. Hope you enjoy it!
Just wanted to thank Peter for letting me write away about my passion for plants, gardens, parks and what not.