It’s been a dry week and I should have done lots of gardening but I haven’t. There are a few minor things happening but I thought they’d keep for another week. Instead I’ve set myself a small challenge, to come up with six different takes on the same thing. It seemed like a good idea at the time but I didn’t find it as easy as I thought. Just as well The Propagator doesn’t enforce his “rules” too strictly.
Narcissus bulbocodium ‘Julia Jane’. If I’m totally honest I’m not sure how this differs from the species. Many years ago I visited Savill Garden when their meadow was solid with N. bulbocodium. It was back in pre-digital days, there are probably faded photos of them in the attic. I’ve not grown them myself before this year but I saw some in pots at one of the Rosemoor shows then bought bulbs of a couple of varieties from Ron Scamp. This variety started opening around 20th December and they are now starting to go over, so maybe three weeks display. I planted 10 in this pot, twice that wouldn’t have been too many. I had 16 flowers from 10 bulbs. They’re about 6″ tall. Now I’m hoping they’ll bulk up for next year.
Narcissus bulbocodium ‘Julia Jane’. When you see these things at shows you can only ever take photos in horrible light and with all sorts of clutter about. Then the show people whisk them away a pot at a time and take decent portraits of them. I tried.
Narcissus bulbocodium ‘Julia Jane’. At Savill, they were growing in a damp meadow, not conditions I could supply easily. Perhaps they’d look like this in the garden.
Narcissus bulbocodium ‘Julia Jane’. Taking close up photos usually means very shallow depth of field, most of the subject is out of focus. You need to focus stack. I focus stacked.
Narcissus bulbocodium ‘Julia Jane’. Not everyone wants a picture where every cell and hair and pollen grain is visible; some just want a pretty picture. There’s no just about it, that’s for sure, this is my attempt at an arty shot.
Narcissus bulbocodium ‘Julia Jane’, the movie. For Lora.
I wonder who Julia Jane is.
I can’t see myself repeating that little exercise for a while. Kept me amused for a bit though. Please don’t call me a narcissist. For the sensible sixers head over to The Propagator, they’re lurking in the comments section.