China, Mother of Gardens was written by Englishman
E.H. Wilson (1876-1930) in 1929. He collected quite a number of plant species
between 1899 and 1910, many of which are mainstays in today's gardens and
cities. A few years before the centenary of his birth, a decision was made to
honor his legacy by planting a memorial garden of his introductions. One
afternoon a few years ago, I was in Chipping Camden, the birthplace of Wilson, and was able to visit said
garden. It was too small to adequately house all of Wilson's introductions, or
at least for them to grow to maturity, but at my visit it was neat and
well-tended.
Of course there have been other plantsmen in China, such as
my hero, the Scotsman George Forrest, and even to this day new species and
variations are being gleaned from the “Mother of Gardens.” Recent Flora Wonder
blogs about Washington state's Rhododendron Species Foundation, and a visit I
took in June to Far Reaches Farm, all indicate that plant exploration in China
is as enthusiastic as ever. The Chinese are active too, as they would prefer to
make all of the discoveries themselves. This blog will cover a few species that
I find of interest, but I randomly choose from a list of those which I have had
experience growing.
Since I began with E.H. Wilson, I'll now discuss Davidia
involucrata, the “Dove Tree” or “Pocket
Handkerchief Tree.” Davidia was discovered (by a westerner) by the Abbé Armand
David (1826-1900) a Lazarist missionary in China, who proved to be an amazing
naturalist. One of David's discoveries, and subsequent “introductions” was the
Giant Panda, which unfortunately expired soon after being shipped to France.
The Davidia tree was known to science through herbarium specimens for years,
but no one in the west had ever brought back plants. The enterprising Veitch
Nursery firm employed Wilson to do just that. His first encounter with a
Davidia sickened him, however, when the natives led him to the location of a
large “K'ung-tung” tree...“After walking about two miles we came to a house
rather new in appearance. Nearby was the stump of Henry's Davidia...I did not
sleep during the night of April 25, 1900.” Eventually he located more trees and
returned in fall to collect seed. He loaded up scads of seed and shipped them
off successfully to England. They were planted in spring of 1901, and by the
spring of 1902 thousands had germinated, and the elated Wilson potted up more
than 13,000 with help from one assistant. Nine years later the first flowered
at the Veitch Nursery. But in those days news moved slowly, and Wilson
eventually learned that Pére Farges, another French missionary stationed in
China, sent seed of Davidia to Vilmorin Arboretum in France in 1897. One plant
germinated in 1898, so technically it was first “introduced” by the French.
I don't know more details about how Veitch got rid of 13,000
trees; that's a heck of a lot even by today's standards. One wonders where they
all could have gone. I used to sell field-grown Davidia seedlings – they were
fast-growing, strong flowering trees, and I could easily turn a profit.
Interest eventually waned, so I backed off on production. But just at that time
a new introduction, the cultivar 'Sonoma', made the scene. It was discovered at
the Sonoma Horticultural Nursery in California, and was selected primarily for
the unusually large bract size. It turned out that there was an added (and
important) bonus: that 'Sonoma' tended to bloom at a young age. Davidia became
“hot” again, and we amped up production a little too.
Davidia involucrata 'Aya nishiki'
About ten years ago I was in Japan, and to my amazement I
was introduced to various variegated cultivators of Davidia at the Shibamichi
Nursery, and kind Mr. Shibamichi sent me starts the next winter. Make no
mistake, my cachet with the elder Mr. S. was due to the delight he took in
flirting with my young wife, as Haruko was (is) quite skilled in dealing with
older men. Some cultivars impress me, and some don't, at least in my Oregon
nursery. 'Aya nishiki' can be spectacular in spring, but when we hit the upper
90 degrees the fun is over, for we have very little humidity (compared to
Japan) to protect the leaves from scorching.
Surprisingly, the best variegated Davidia, in my opinion,
was selected in Oregon, at Crispin Silva's nursery, which he named 'Lady
Sunshine'. It looks like it would be even more trouble than 'Aya nishiki', but
not so. I planted one out at Flora Farm last fall and it has done quite well
for its first year in the ground. Unfortunately production of this spectacular cultivar is limited by
the difficulty in acquiring high-priced seedlings for understock, and our rooting
of Davidia – to be used for understock – is not great either. But we limp
along, wishing we could produce more, and avid gardeners are willing to toss
huge amounts to acquire 'Lady Sunshine'. Wouldn't it be fantastic if E.H.
Wilson could come back for a day and hang out with me at the nursery? He would
be amazed by 'Lady Sunshine' of course, but also the preponderance of
cultivated variants of his species introductions would no doubt stupefy him.
The horticultural world owes so much to E.H. “Chinese” Wilson, and it's tragic
that he and his wife were both killed in an automobile accident in 1930.

Acer griseum
Acer griseum
On the same expedition that yielded Davidia, Wilson made
another remarkable discovery, the “Paperbark Maple,” Acer griseum. The species
name, from Latin gris, refers to the silvery-gray of the leaf
undersides, and was coined by Ferdinand Pax in 1902. Wilson was the intrepid
collector, but the official “namers” were the European botanists of the day;
but I would rather that the species epitaph refer to the handsome exfoliating
bark instead. I have been to China, but never saw Acer griseum in the wild, and
at this point in my life, I suppose I never will. It amuses me that as recent
as 1990, Stephen Spongberg in his excellent book A Reunion of Trees
writes that “Nowhere is it a common tree, and even in cultivation it has
remained a sought-after rarity.” Not so today, for the seedling growers have
figured it out, and nurserymen can purchase 2-3' whips for as little as $3.
Buchholz Nursery solves the “griseum glut” by growing a few to larger sizes,
and a group of our huge specimens is most impressive.
Abies squamata


Abies squamata
Another Wilson introduction, and one of my most favorite
trees, is Abies squamata. This Chinese species is the elevation record holder
of all true firs at over 15,000' (4,700 meters) on the border between China and
eastern Tibet. The species name for the “Flaky Fir” is from Latin squamosus
because the trunk and branches are formed of squamae or scales. I have
admitted in the past the cultivar 'Flaky' is not really a cultivated variant,
it is similar to the type. The tag arose when my first start came from the
Arnold Arboretum about thirty years ago in the form of scionwood. The only
problem was that it was not at all Abies squamata, which I realized
about five years later. In the meantime I received scionwood from another
source which proved correct. To keep in-house identification and production of
the correct species in progress, I pretended it was a cultivar. Believe me, if
you have ever worked here, now or in the past, you would understand the myriad
of measures I must take to keep myself and the employees on the correct path.
In other words, my gray hair did not result exactly from age, but rather from how
I aged. Anyway, the species makes an excellent garden tree, and I've seen
healthy trees (besides my own) in various European collections. Amazing that
the record elevation holder for Abies also thrives in wet, soggy Holland at
below sea level in Rotterdam's Arboretum Trompenburg. Furthermore I derive fun
from closeup photos of the bark, and ask onlookers to guess the tree genus,
“Ah...hmm...Acer griseum? No wait...er, Betula? One of those Rhododendrons?” Of
course I wouldn't be able to answer either.
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Pinus bungeana at Kew Gardens |
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Pinus bungeana 'Silver Ghost' |
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Pinus bungeana at the Forbidden City in Beijing |
Pinus bungeana has always been a favorite conifer, and I've
also seen it prosper in gardens around the world. I was able to see a venerable
old specimen in the Forbidden City in Beijing, and while the soil was littered
and compacted by foot traffic at the base, it has happily lived beyond emperors
and Mao, and looks poised to outlive China's current thugs. Other memorable
specimens are at RBG Edinburgh and Kew Gardens in London. The species name
honors Alexander Georg von Bunge, a Baltic German botanist born in Kiev. I
think I've read somewhere that there's a crater on Mars named for Bunge, and if
true, that's cool. Not awesome, just cool.
Robert Frost wrote a poem which concluded, "One could
do worse than be a swinger of birches." I have been long fascinated with
Betula species, and conclude that one could do worse than be a seller of birches. I used to grow
various Chinese species, and I think that the enthusiasm for birches shared by
some doctor friends (Dr. Corbin, Dr. Bump and Dr. Mossman) triggered my
interest in them. It's a good thing I propagated them at the beginning of my
career, for they grew fast and helped provide shade and height in my empty
gardens.
I think the first birch I collected was Betula albosinensis
var. septentrionalis. The varietal distinction refers to a strain (of a quite
variable species) that comes from its most northern range. Septentrionalis is
derived from septentriones, the seven
stars of Ursa Major, or seven plowing oxen. Septem
is "seven" and trio is
"plow ox," or "oxen that rubbed the base of the earth." My
start came from the late Dr. Corbin tree, and I think he was amused that a
young nurseryman would like an old man's tree. While albosinensis is nice in a
large garden or arboretum setting, it is not really suitable for the typical
garden. Ultimately it grows gangly, and I sadly cut down my first specimen
after a severe ice storm. But I enjoyed it while it lasted, and the
pinkish-orange bark would constantly change. I tried to figure out a pattern of
coloration; for example, more orange in winter and pink in spring? But I never
truly understood its moods, kind of like with a woman.
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Betula utilis var. jacquemontii 'Grayswood Ghost' |

Betula utilis var. jacquemontii 'Jermyns'
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Betula pendula 'Trost's Dwarf' |
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Betula pendula 'Trost's Dwarf' |
Early on I also produced Betula jacquemontii, a species we
were later told should be Betula utilis var. jacquemontii. It produces a more
formal canopy with dark green leaves and a pure white trunk. Numerous selections
of jacquemontii have been made in England, and we used to grow the cultivars
'Jermyns' and 'Grayswood's Ghost', but neither were as white as the clone
common to the northwest USA landscape trade. Also, for a novelty we top-grafted
the wispy dwarf Betula pendula 'Trost's Dwarf' atop the pure white trunk of
jacquemontii.
In the 1980's I brought seed back from an attractive Betula
utilis from Yunnan. It pleased me for years, but it too outgrew its garden
placement, and received a ground-level prune job. I was no longer grafting
birch at the time, so I had no rootstock available to keep the clone going. The
reason I stopped grafting birch was because sales were a struggle, whereas
other plants were selling well. I was also in battle with two opposing obsessions:
one, to keep everything, the "Noah's Ark Syndrome," and the other,
which was to simplify. The latter was stronger that year, and even until now,
and it is called "business survival." If I were independently wealthy
I would keep all of the trees, as long as they were in good health, and I would
sell nothing, but rather give everything away. The world would be a better
place if I were rich, so can anyone out there help me? Back to the birches, the
Flora Wonder Arboretum still contains some, and they are growing nicely, but I
only have about half as many as I used to.
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Magnolia denudata 'Forrest's Pink' |
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Magnolia denudata 'Forrest's Pink' |
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Magnolia denudata 'Variegated' |
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Magnolia wilsonii |
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Magnolia campbellii var. mollicomata 'Lanarth' |
Ditto with the Magnolias, for they too get large and outgrow
their space. We still propagate a few hybrids with Chinese origins. Magnolia
'Forrest's Pink' is possibly a hybrid, I don't know for sure – but it at least
has denudata in its ancestry. I saw a variegated form of denudata in Japan, but
unfortunately it has never been in the goodie boxes that I occasionally
receive. Magnolia sinensis and wilsonii – yep, E.H. again – are similar with
beautiful nodding flowers and pure white with crimson stamens. For me they
bloom in June amongst the foliage, and trees are best sited where you can
eventually walk under them. Finally, Magnolia campbellii is the giant Himalayan
"Pink Tulip Tree," except that its huge flowers are larger than any
tulip that I have ever seen. 'Lanarth' has an unusual lavender-purple blossom,
and where hardy (not very) it is a must. This beautiful form of ssp.
mollicomata was raised at Lanarth from seed collected by George Forrest.
Mollicomata is the subspecies that is similar to the type, but tends to be more
winter hardy, coming from southeast Tibet and Yunnan. But enough about
Magnolias, for I admit that I only dabble with them, in either knowledge or
commerce.
I'll conclude with the genus Pleione, a group of terrestrial orchids (sometimes epiphytic), that
come from China and some other Asian countries. In Greek mythology, Pleione was
an Oceanid nymph who lived in southern Greece, a region known as Arcadia. She married Atlas, the giant,
and gave birth to Hyades, Hyas and the Pleiades, as well as serving as the protectress of sailing. By the
way, the plant Pleione does not grow in southern Greece. It comprises about
twenty species, but most of the cultivars I grow are hybrids. My collection of
twenty years has waxed and waned, receiving different levels of commitment, and
our short-comings are due to the fact that growing Pleiones is primarily a
hobby, and we always have more important work to do. I suspect, however, that
in the future we will become more commercial with them, for they would be an
excellent addition to our entire product line.
When I was in Yunnan in the eighties, I felt that we were
spending too much time in the squalid lowlands, but finally we were able to
trek up the hill where we camped for the night. Waking early with a headache
after a fitful night of sleep, we continued up the mountain to approximately
10,000'. Finally, I felt we were above the activities of the unwashed masses,
the Billion. The air was clear and sharp, and I sat on the grassy hill to rest
and eat a hard-boiled egg (How many of those do the Chinese go through every
day?). I was happy as could be, until I saw a loud group of people cresting a
nearby hill. It turned out that they were collecting Pleione bulbs, which are a
traditional Chinese medicine said to remove toxic substances and treat sores
and boils...and they also will take care of your carbuncles. I've never been
afflicted with any of the above, so I was slightly annoyed that they were
denuding the hillside. Later we were able to visit a couple of rural markets
where basket and bags were filled with this and that, none of which I could
identify. At least in the 1980's, the country-side Chinese lived for the day
and tomorrow was a concept only for the elite.
I confess that I'm not a
China expert and that my knowledge of the country's flora is from a
particularly narrow angle at best. So thanks to plant-hunters, from the past to
the present, who have enabled this Oregon country-boy to have a rewarding
career.
Really enjoyed this post, very knowledgeable and interesting.
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