I’ve always coveted the lacy maidenhair fern although I’ve had mixed success growing them. Adiantum spp, or maidenhair is a sought after variety. The word Adiantum comes from the Greek adiantos, which means ‘unwetted’ and refers to the way that maidenhair fern fronds repel water. Who hasn’t delighted in the way pearls of water and light spill from their dainty fronds ? There are over 200 species of these age old favourites, together with numerous cultivars.
I think I have loved and lost more than my fair share of them.
The Burke’s Backyard website describes them as: ‘Finely foliaged, evergreen plants, that can grow to 1 metre in height (about 3′) but are more commonly smaller growing. Maidenhair ferns grow from underground rhizomes and have brownish/black leaf stalks from which the fronds unfold to display their apple-green leaflets.
The range of leaf shapes and growth habits is staggering. Foliage comes in all forms and sizes, some fine leafed, others variegated, and some scalloped. Some species are certainly tougher than others.’
But they can be a little difficult to grow. The problem seems to be mostly a watering and light one – either too much or too little of either or both.
Imagine my delight when little ‘fern-lets’ began to spring up in unexpected places, and without any help from me! Perhaps spores from my potted ferns drifted across the garden and landed in places conducive to their flourishing. Or maybe they were introduced with bags of soil I used for building up my garden beds.
Whatever the case, these clever little plants have recognised prime real estate for thriving, often enhanced by unfamiliar companions, and have sprung from between pots, pavers and retaining-wall gaps. It seems I’ve loved, lost but also found these beautiful ferns again in the most surprising places.
So I ask myself: what can I learn from their example? Persistence, resilience, the value of serendipity, of being in the right place at the right time?
Mmmm. Certainly not the last. That wouldn’t account for all the spores that failed to thrive because they’d landed less fortuitously (now there’s another lesson).
I think my lesson here is the possibility of thriving in unexpected places and situations. I’ve found conditions for flourishing can come in unfamiliar forms, and sometimes in the most surprising places.
“It is strange how new and unexpected conditions bring out unguessed ability to meet them.”
― Edgar Rice Burroughs, The Warlord of Mars
pulchritudinous post!
The way you have connected the two..
Nature and the message the writings carry. Absolutely loved it! – Cezane
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Great word! I had to look it up : ) I’m very flattered. Thank you!
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I’ve always loved maidenhair ferns. I love seeing them in rainforests when there’s a slither of light making its way through the overhead canopy and striking the foliage. I can understand the sentiment of your lesson — having found myself in unchartered waters at times through the years, I have been able to swim and then surge ahead. I’m hopeful for that in this present time, though the engines are still warming up I feel. Great post yet again Robyn. 🙂
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Thanks Kim. The universe works in strange ways. You will be ready when your time comes I feel sure.
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I really enjoy how you make connections between life and emotions etc. thank you for making me think deeply
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Thank you Brenda. I’m glad you enjoy my musings. I find writing this way helps me sort out what I think about life’s challenges.
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I love finding unexpected plants popping up like this. often they find their own favourite spot and all we can do is encourage them to stay.
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That’s exactly what happened! I’ve been able to pot some to give to friends as well.
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Now, this was a very positive and encouraging post about the human condition! Thanks, Robyn. I needed that at the moment. The woodland floor around my home is filled with maidenhair ferns and they are truly lovely. I’ve a friend who uses native plants and “weeds” in cooking and he loves to collect them. And they make beautiful pressed pieces as a background for dried flowers. 🌿
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Yes Clare! I’d forgotten how good they are as pressed flowers. Been so long since I’ve done something like that. I’ve never used them in cooking though. I’m so glad to have made you feel better. I know you’ve felt despondent with world events lately
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Thanks, Robyn. Yes, we’ve had another tough week here in the US. Protest demonstrations – Police shooting black men during routine traffic stops and police being fired upon and killed in Texas. This will not end well and I really feel the Buffoon has provoked much of this unrest with his racially-based hate rhetoric. I’m not writing a post this week. I hope to get away from the political and do some travel or garden or humorous pieces, but I just can’t be light-hearted right now. I promise, I’ll bounce back. Today, I’m doing the edits for the galley of “The Pacas are Coming – ZuZu and the Crias” and the book should be published and back to me in about two weeks. Then, maybe I’ll feel better. The alpaca photos I take always make me feel like laughing.Have a peaceful Sunday and thank you for your kind words. Clare
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Good strategy. Your spirit needs renewing. Good luck with the edit!
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Done and posted!
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I think resilience is a good message to take from these little fellows. By the way, I love the world “fern-lets.”
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I made it up. They’re the best words don’t you think? No one can wave a dictionary under your nose and say you have used the word incorrectly if you are its inventor. I have some new words for our current crop of far right wingers but fear I may appear on the wrong lists so will keep them to myself. 😏
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That is a good point. No one can tell you that you’re not using a word properly if it’s your word.
Incidentally, I don’t have any new words for the far right, just a lot of very old ones that would get me banned from daytime television.
🙂
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Oh captain, my captain! 😄
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I remember maidenhair ferns fondly. As a treasure, mostly. Their delicate nature making their survival more special somehow. Perhaps a parallel to ponder as I water my maidenhair 🙂
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Yes. I agree Gail, it’s the delicacy, fragility that appeals.
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I only know maidenhair ferns as a house plant and have loved and lost a few of them. My first success with the species 28 years ago- a beautiful, wide spread of fronds in a shady, cool room – was literally loved to bits by our son, Matthew, who had just learnt to walk. He was fascinated by the feel of the fronds as he ran his hands through them. Although part of my heart told me to protect the fern the rest told me that Matthew’s exploration of the world was way more important. Thanks for the memories your piece prompted.
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Oh what a difficult decision. Not sure I could have been so brave. Glad you enjoyed the post. Thanks for commenting.
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