in the greenhouse, or, the dictator’s wife

greenhouse-euphorbia-outsideI was in the green­house Fri­day morn­ing, water­ing some pots of seedlings. It seemed funny for a sec­ond, because out­side the green­house it was rain­ing. If I hadn’t gone in there with the hose that morn­ing, the seedlings would have died in the desert for lack of water.

(Left, a Euphor­bia chara­cias ssp. wulfenii out­side the green­house, bloom­ing away in the rain.)

I used to grow and breed pha­laenop­sis orchids in the green­house. It was gonzo amounts of work to keep up with repot­ting hun­dreds of plants. And try­ing to con­coct an envi­ron­ment that would fool the orchids into think­ing that they were in the low­lands of the Philip­pines instead of the flats of South­ern Cal­i­for­nia wasn’t that easy either. In addi­tion to all the work, the green­house was an energy pig, tak­ing as much nat­ural gas to heat as the entire house.

So, end of orchid obses­sion. End of heat­ing the out­doors and wast­ing all that energy. (The New York Times has a recent piece on a cou­ple who decided to build them­selves a green­house. Their heater hasn’t arrived yet, but they’re already way over budget.)

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Now that the trop­i­cal orchid episode of my life has ended the green­house is only heated by the sun via the green­house effect. At this time of year it’s handy to have a spot that will help give young plants a head start on spring. That’s pretty much how I use the green­house now.

greenhouseclutterAnd, um, yes, for a place to store gar­den clut­ter. Sort of a gar­den shed with windows…

greenhouselookinginFor­tu­nately the win­dows are an opaque fiber­glass, so all the mess inside is obscured. Maybe even a lit­tle mys­te­ri­ous and poetic. Here are some pot­ted plants as seen from the outside.

As I was water­ing the plants in my lit­tle arti­fi­cial out­door desert I thought back to the 1980s. One the sto­ries from the news that has stuck in my brain all these years was a report on Michèle Ben­nett, the wife of Haiti’s dic­ta­tor, Baby Doc Duva­lier. The cou­ple was bad news all around, and one of Michèle’s vices was that she’d refrig­er­ate a part of the palace so that she and her friends could strut about in the fur coats that they col­lected. (Com­pared to her husband’s bru­tal ways, it all seems pretty minor, of course.)

Mink and fox and chin­chilla coats in Haiti. About as ratio­nal as a green­house full of warm trop­i­cal orchids in San Diego, I thought.

I guess we all want a lit­tle of of what doesn’t come eas­ily or nat­u­rally. But in an age of a grow­ing aware­ness of the need to live greener it’s good to stand back and see what we really need.

January 25 2009 06:39 am | Categories: gardening | Tags:

5 Responses to “in the greenhouse, or, the dictator’s wife”

  1. Philip on 26 Jan 2009 at 11:25 am #

    I enjoyed this over the week­end, but I got pulled away before I could leave a com­ment. How great that you have a green­house! Since I am much more inter­ested in seeds,especially wild­flower seeds, I have thought that a green­house would be a help. Annie’s Annu­als in Rich­mond has unheated gre­an­houses. this as you say, gives ten­der seedlings a good start. I have found that some plants can be diretly sown with­out any prob­lems, and oth­ers do much bet­ter trans­planted after some time to estab­lish them­selves.
    All the best,
    Philip

  2. lostlandscape on 26 Jan 2009 at 9:25 pm #

    Philip,
    It’s nice to learn that some­one as big in the field as Annie’s Annu­als doesn’t heat their green­houses. Just the sun alone pro­vides an amaz­ing boost! I’ve been start­ing a num­ber of wild­flow­ers inside, but some, as you say, do much bet­ter planted where you’d like them–California pop­pies, clarkia, neme­sia, and so far every grass I’ve attempted fall into that lat­ter category.

  3. Steve on 29 Jan 2009 at 9:43 am #

    I had to laugh, James, com­ing from some sim­i­lar ter­ri­tory in the busi­ness of clut­ter and mak­ing messes. I also went “all in” for orchids when I lived in Santa Cruz, with sim­i­lar results. I eneded up just as I am now, with buy­ing some and just grow­ing them on a darn win­dow sill, lol. I must also say, Orchids don’t take to mov­ing very well, either. They are the cats of the plant king­dom. Mov­ing to Port­land from Reno has induced a new batch, start­ing once again from scratch.

  4. tina on 29 Jan 2009 at 4:42 pm #

    Ha! I have one of these sheds with win­dows. Works per­fect for stor­age. Too funny. Oh occa­sion­ally I find room to root some cut­tings in there in the fall and harden off seedlings in the spring.

  5. lostlandscape on 30 Jan 2009 at 7:33 pm #

    Steve, sounds like you’ve just made a major cli­mate shift! It also sounds like you haven’t shaken the orchid curse, either. Win­dowsills are good for the trop­i­cals, though I have this prob­lem of killing almost any­thing in the house. My best luck is with what­ever will tol­er­ate the out­doors here–maybe a cou­ple dozen plants at this point, none of them any­thing I’d take to an orchid show.

    Tina, a shed with win­dows, yah, that’s exatly it, espe­cially after the first burst of energy and opti­mism fades.

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