I’d clearly been lulled into a false sense of familiarity with the genus Miscanthus. I mean, after lifting and dividing hundreds of them, cutting back possibly millions of individual stems, searching through rows of seedlings in search of minor desirable variations and taking to old clumps with a blunt axe, I thought that I was probably beyond being surprised by them.
Then I spotted Miscanthus sinensis var. condensatus ‘Cosmopolitan’ . The plants were only in 10cm pots, but there was a muscularity about them that captured, and held, the attention.
Variegated miscanthuses have been around for years. But both forms we’ve known are notoriously floppy, demanding support at flowering time. I can’t recall a single instance in which this support was supplied before it was required. Everyone, but everyone, waits until it’s too late. Then they’re forced into an emergency response, which usually involves a single stake and metres of string to achieve a severe trussing that undermines any reason you would have wanted to grow the plant in the first place.
The stout, young stems of this new variegated form promised a whole new story.
I planted in out in mid-spring, then whipped it back out of the ground before it had any chance to take hold, for reasons best explained in an earlier post.
It was (like nearly all potted miscanthus) severely pot-bound, and simply wouldn’t have made it through with the minimal water I had available for the garden. So into a mixed pot it went, with the benefit of daily watering. It doesn’t look like it’ll flower this season, but it has bulked up well, and emanates an irresistible potency.
Its phenomenal stem-strength has dredged up a deep memory of another miscanthus I saw at the Minter Gardens, Canada in 2007. Each of the leaf blades carried both a black midrib, and black edging. The stems were also black, but had a glaucous bloom, making them appear charcoal-grey.
Some of the leaves were starting to show a degree of autumn toning, as so many of the miscanthus do. But what was most impressive was its strength, which bordered on scary. With the quarantine challenges associated with importing grasses, I don’t ever expect to own the thing, but I’d love to know what it was, if anyone’s got any ideas.