No garden project seems to ever be complete, but we did put the finish on the bog bench we’ve spent a lot of time working on.
We used this stuff, Superdeck. It took already good-looking wood and turned it into something almost like a nice finish on furniture. Over the last few years we’ve tried various ways to finish ipe used outdoors and this stuff seems to give it the most durable and attractive finish. They haven’t paid me a cent to say this. I like the stuff.
Twenty feet from the bog bench Stapelia gettleffii has opened its first flowers of the season. I’ve mentioned before how this plant is one of an informal group of carrion-scented plants that are pollinated by flies.
Back at the bog bench this Sarracenia alata, veinless form, is having a hard time hiding the fact that it’s had a lot of bugs–most of them flies–as meals this season. Just look at how the pitchers suddenly turn dark as you go down the tube. Dead bugs inside. Lots of them.
Midsummer’s edible highlight is the ripening of the figs, and this one is about thirty, forty feet from the bog bench..
One of the annoying nemeses of fig growers is this shiny little guy below, the fig beetle. It has the unpleasant habit of breaking the fig’s skin and then feeding off the succulence inside. I can’t say that I blame them, but I want the figs all to myself.
For some reason they seem captivated with this one plant in the bog, the “green” form of Sarracenia leucophylla, a form that lacks the ability to make the reddish anthocyanin pigments. I’ve noticed that the pitchers of this plant have a distinct damask-rose aroma. Maybe the scent reminds the beetles of the floral notes of figs?
Whatever the case, at least one of the beetles got a little too interested in this pitcher and fell in. It was gruesome to watch as it tried to fight its way back out of the pitcher, struggling so hard it kicked a big hole in the side of this tube. It took at least three days to die.
There’s a certain streak in many carnivorous plant aficionados that seems to delight in the bug killing aspect of these plants. I’m not one of them. My father spent much of his life as a Buddhist, and I’m sure some of its tenets of non-violence against the universe rubbed off on me. I found it unsettling to walk by the pitcher and watch this happening. A slow death by starvation and dehydration, head-down into a pile of dead bugs–not the way I want to leave this earth.
So I put on my rosy goggles of denial and look at the plants in the bog. This is one of the more spectacular ones right now, named ‘W.C.,’ it’s a polygamous hybrid involving S. leucophylla, S. rubra and S. psittacina.
Still, I’m reminded of the oblivious pet-owner’s line: “He’s a cute puppy isn’t he? Why, no, it doesn’t bite.”
Yah right. Pretty, evil things…
Perhaps that fig beetle just didn’t achieve buddhist detachment? Or, in following its path it merely crossed the path of the Sarracenia, with anticipated results?
I’m interested in the hybrid ‘W.C.’. Is it so named for its burst-capillary appearance that suggests W.C. Fields’ famous nose? Or am I just lowbrow in my associative thinking?
I find pitcher plants fascinating – they are so beautiful but so horrible. That carrion scented flower looks very strange like it is made of material
that Stapelia gettleffii is incredible! such a cool looking flower…
And that awful old joke – small child asks – if the dog doesn’t want to eat me … why is he tasting me??
Maggie, my first association with “W.C.” was “water closet,” so I think you’re a couple notches up on me, unless of course you consider WC a more continental term, in which case I might have get some bonus points… The name actually refers to Willow Creek Nursery, Karen Oudean’s spread in Washington state. She’d given the plant to Jerry Addington who decided the plant was worth a name. But since the originator of the cross wasn’t known he felt reluctant to give it a proper fancy name.
Helen, those loose strands on the stapelia are amazingly weird, like the flower is starting to fray around the edges. I’m sure they serve some evolutionary purpose but I have no idea…
DGG, absolutely! Weird, cool, stinky, everything a person would want in a flower!
EE, oh how I like that one! I have life-long dog issues stemming from an early incident. It wasn’t licking but was a similar case of me misinterpreting (I think) friendly behavior.
Interesting that you don’t like the carnivorous aspect so much. They are great plants beyond that, but it is the big thing that makes them so unique. I think I would be delighting in the bug killing. All of the insects we find get put into our turtle and fish tank, and we usually stick around to watch until they get eaten.
Greedy little plants, those Sarracenias of yours – and beautiful too. Dangerous combination. Not sure I would be able to enjoy them eating, but on the other hand, that’s one less bug to feed on your figs…
I smiled at your statement that you don’t enjoy the thought of a bug’s demise down the throat of one of your pitcher plants and yet you have created a beautiful bug eating bench.
I love your bench and want to see a photo of the whole thing showing all the plants. Hope I didn’t miss one.