It’s hellebore season again. The strong, waxy petals are well adapted to standing up to wind and rain; the long-lasting flowers offer a feast of pollen and nectar to insects venturing out of hibernation on a mild sunny day. They may have to wait a while for foraging bees.
This plant, growing in a pot by our back door, has been in flower since Christmas. It’s an interspecific hybrid (H. x ballardiae Snow Dance) with flowers held well above the leaves, delighting the human passerby but susceptible to damage by rain and snow.
The lenten roses (Helleborus x orientalis seedlings brought from our York garden) are only just coming into flower. Their heads hang down, protecting the flowers from rain, so they’re not showy from a distance. It’s only if you take the trouble to cross the waterlogged lawn, bend down and gently turn a flower face upwards that you can really admire the hidden patterns of coloured freckles. The unexpected variety and occasional beauties make the effort worthwhile.
February 16, 2020 at 11:47 pm
I love hellebores. They’re an even earlier treat than the snowdrops.
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