A camellia and an orchid and I’m happy. Wishing you all a peaceful and safe weekend.
September has come and gone and I realise my camellia identification has paused. This is mainly due to the vast amount of information and images available and the fact that it is quite confusing. Just when I think I have identified a particular flower I view another even closer to my own.
Therefore, I thought I’d wait until such time as I can visit a camellia show in person. In the meantime, here is a selection of our much loved and admired blooms.
By the way, most of these have been flowering since August.
I hope you have enjoyed seeing this array of camellias. We have lived here on the mountain coming up to seventeen years in November and I am constantly grateful to the previous owner who had such vision to plant camellias. They are scattered in all areas of the garden and once established do not need much attention – pick and enjoy.
Keep gardening and stay well. You can follow me on Instagram @crabandfish_garden, too.
I am continuing my journey of trying to classify and indentifying the array of camellias on our property.
A quick back story: we did not plant out this garden, it was established when we bought it. I met the lady who planted all the trees. The garden was devastated in the 1983 bushfires. More on this in another post.
So, here goes – the white edit …
A pure white camellia with, what I call, filigree petals.
These are in the green vase and are pure white with tender pink flecks on the edges of each petal.
This is a particularly robust and sturdy tree, about 30ft in height. The flowers are small compared to the other camellias. Dark pink edges and last well in a vase.
Lastly, one of my favourites and an Australian cultivar – Brushfields yellow.
Happy gardening and take time in the garden. Follow me on Instagram too – crabandfish_garden for more gardening adventures.
Take care and find solace in the garden.
I love this time of year, when I can gather up these gorgeous white lilac panicles and display them in this vintage vase. For my mum whose funeral was this time last year – All Saints Day. To all our loved ones who remind us of the things we love.