I have mentioned a few times, that a very dear friend of mine, who sadly died a number of years ago from cancer, gave me 3 plants of cowslips, Primula veris. I planted two of them in the woodland and the third by my greenhouse. The one by my greenhouse did really well, it was on a slight slope in semi shade, soon I had plenty to start putting them elsewhere in the garden, especially at the end of the bog garden. This photo is of some that are determined to stay by the greenhouse.
I moved about 25 cowslips here from beside the greenhouse last year, thinking I had moved them all, but when looking the other day, I found I still had about 20 there, more to move someday!!
They have all moved very well and seem happy in their new home.
At this time of year when I am walking through the large flower bed I am reminded so much of my friend who gave me the original plants, these must be their grandchildren!
There’s plenty of room for them to seed around in their new home and to move the twenty that are by the greenhouse!
Here we have one of the ones that was planted in the woodland, they have multiplied well, but not quite as freely as the others.
Also in the woodland we have quite a few primroses, Primula vulgaris, and of course, over time the inevitable has happened!
They have been breeding together and we now have Oxlips or Primula elatior! Or have we? I have read about something that is called a false oxlip, maybe this is what we have, perhaps someone can tell me. This one has taken its colour and height from the cowslip but the size of the flower from the primrose.
This one, only a few inches away, has the flower colour and size definitely from the primrose but height from the cowslip.
I had read that cowslips sometimes produce a red flower but was very surprised when I saw this, it was so large.
Other colours started to appear…….
…..these have all been put into a bed, far away from the yellow ones, where they can misbehave together!
My friend always said that she wanted to see drifts of cowslips in my garden. I now have the drifts but it is such a shame that she isn’t here to see them, but what a wonderful reminder they are of a really good friend and the happy times we spent together when our children were young.