Bloom Where You Are Planted

Bloom where you are planted.  I’m sure someone came up with this saying after observing plants.  Not all plants feel this way. In particular this violet that is on the rocks.

This Australian Violet (Viola hederacea) had other plans.  It was planted last year in the bed about 4 feet back from the rocks.  Apparently, it was not happy there and spent the year crawling to the rocks where it has made lots of leaves and flowers. How did it know the rocks were there?

The original violet I purchased many years ago has since disappeared, but at the time it was sold with a tag labeled Confederate Violet.  I guess someone thought it was a good way to sell the plant in the South.


14 Comments on “Bloom Where You Are Planted”

  1. Deb says:

    😄whatever name you may give them , they are pretty! I’d probably call them Jonny pop ups,although confederate violet sounds nice.

  2. I love those violets, many Southerners think they are weeds.

    • I also love them too and they bring childhood memories of yards covered in them. We used to pick as many as we could before the first lawn mowing. This was up north where you didn’t mow all winter.

  3. tonytomeo says:

    Have you ever seen wisteria reaching toward utility cables? How does it know it is there? It sort of makes one wonder too.

  4. janesmudgeegarden says:

    It’s a sweet violet isn’t it. It can be a bit invasive here, given the right conditions, but not in my garden as I don’t have enough shade.

  5. Sheryl says:

    My plants are forever moving. My columbines seem especially pone to movement. I swear some of them have moved from one side of my flower bed to the other – a distance of at least 10 ft.

  6. pbmgarden says:

    Glad your violets found their home. Sweet.

  7. Chloris says:

    So pretty and obviously with ideas of its own.

  8. Tina says:

    I like it when they move of their own accord. I feel like they’re reminding me that we’re actually partners in this gardening thing!

  9. shoreacres says:

    Violets were one of our first spring flowers in Iowa, too, and picking bouquets of violets for our mothers — and for May Day baskets — was a tradition. I still like them, and always am delighted when I find one growing wild.


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