by germinatrix | November 25th, 2010
The other day, while doing my morning wanderings around my garden, I noticed that one of my beautiful Agave desmettiana variegata is beginning to develop a bloomspike.
How tremendously bittersweet! It is the most awe inspiring thing that happens in my gardens – the blooming of the agaves – but since they are lost after their magnificent flowering, I can’t help but be a little sad. Especially for this agave – one of my favorites, who sits proudly next to my back yard vegetable beds, happily presenting her elegantly striped and arched limbs for me to enjoy while I plant, tend, and harvest. Like most of my agaves and aloes, this specimen is somewhere in between plant, sculpture, and person – there is so much style, grace, and wit about her I can’t help but think of her as a “her”. She is my ballerina agave – she manages to dance in her stillness.
I know I’m going to get many more agaves from her death, and that this will be a gorgeous moment in the garden all summer – but along with the happiness, this electric moment of her blooming will be tinged with a bit of the sad. I think this is what makes agaves more than the next plant. They show us, in plant form, how a life can be lived – big, sharp, bold, take no prisoners, make no apologies, give it everything and then give even more at the end. It’s kind of awe inspiring, isn’t it? Much of my enjoyment in my garden is creating relationships between my plants, but the biggest relationship created is always the one WITH my plants. I love it when a plant can make me FEEL something -agaves do that ( and I’m not just talking about the poking and stabbing that all lovers of these succulents know all too well!).
I am going to enjoy the HELL out of this bloomspike! It is going to be a thrilling journey, and I’ll honor my beautiful Agave desmettiana variegata ‘Ballerina’ (my nickname, not a trade name – yet!) by rushing out every day to see the rapidly growing spike and experiencing every moment of this incredible death! I am THANKFUL for the beauty surrounding me; the seeds germinating and volunteering where they will, the aloes getting ready to put on their yearly show, the leaves carpeting the ground with beautiful, subtle colors – and the passing of another favorite plant in the most life affirming of ways!
XOXO Your Germinatrix!