We have spoken before (when I say “we” this obviously means “I”, but like to imagine supportive back-up in any argument, if only from my imaginary friend) about Lady Mantle’s “interesting” approach to labelling plants. Of course His Lordship is beyond reproach, no need for any tutting there whatsoever. However, the Lady of the Manor is rather eccentric in her approach. For ease of comprehension I have divided her misdemeanours into four categories, all equally punishable with a stern look. They are as follows:
a) No label at all – couldn’t be bothered, tough luck.
b) Label in place but with nothing on it – it didn’t wash off, there was never anything written on it, took “make sure you label that plant” far too literally.
c) Wrongly spelt – usually a rough estimation, or an anagram, good for those who enjoy cryptic crosswords.
d) Frankly ridiculous – not even close, laughable.
Penstomen ‘True Blue’, above, falls into the latter category.
Off The Edge Gardening 
For shame.
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🙂
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Haha! You’ve never been to the National Botanic Garden of Wales, then? They label air.
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There are extremes!
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I never took you for a pedant. I rather like this laissez-faire attitude to labelling. It makes gardening more exciting. I’m often guilty of A. and B. But I never thought of D. It is pure genius.
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Oh no, what have I done?! Her Ladyship now wants you as her best friend. Then you can gang up against me!
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Really, it’s hopeless with these labels – they break, they get smudged and soiled, I swear they move themselves from one pkant to another. I’ve got to where I wait until they bloom and then search through Google images until I find them.
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Good plan!
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Not pkant – plant!
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I wonder if it’ll turn blue at some point, just to prove a point?
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Wouldn’t that be great!
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I’m with mrsdaffodil on this one, my labels get moved ( not sure who’s the culprit) or buried so I’ve given up. Anyway isn’t it meant to be good for the brain trying to remember names. Once I’ve remembered where I’ve planted the damn things that is.
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And they snap! Like to know where something is likely to re-emerge, whatever it is called. By the way my Salvia corrugata didn’t make it through the winter. I had a couple of cuttings (tiny) in reserve.
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This made me smile, but it’s definitely a pained topic. Too many labels, and it all looks like a sparrows’ graveyard. The blackbirds pull them up and toss them around. They fade, even if written in 3B pencil. Grrr. So, I’m trying something new. Thread them onto ground staples and push them almost fully into the ground. At least the blackbirds don’t get them.
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What a clever idea! I know, whenever I mention labels it is with a big spoon in hand, and tongue in cheek (I love a mixed metaphor 🙂 ). In an ideal world we would know where they are and what they are, but ……. Ultimately, it is not the end of the world if we have to guess a little.
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:~))) I am slightly obsessive about knowing what the plant is. It’s made worse by years of:
1 People bringing in a gorgeous and unusual plant to show the class, but with no idea of what it is; and
2 People bringing in a totally anonymous looking sprig of wilted greenery and wanting to know whether they planted it or whether it’s a weed.
Sigh.
:~))
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Seriously?! Someone actually does ‘B’?! That is just so wrong on so many levels!
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I’m afraid so! Strange but true.
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