The urban fuchsias of gardens past in Manhattan
The Hortulus Fuchsiarum Time Portal™
Gardens evolve. They change. They’re never the same from season to season. Nor from year to year. Of course that's their nature. Their essence. Unless you landed directly on this page through some wild goggle chase, you probably started your visits in the heady days of 2019. This garden has changed majorly, though, since then. Fuchsias in the City is now The Fuchsietum and was transplanted to Portland, Oregon in 2020.
The old garden may have be small, but there were annual thrills and chills across the seasons even there. Those first fuchsias of the season. The malodorous flowering of the Dracunculus, which falsely arrived as an Arum italicum. The excruciating yearly invasions of the hoary caterpillars that have taken up posts in the neighboring silver maples and the ultimate woody weeds, so-called Trees of Heaven. Hurricanes. Killer heat waves. Freak snow storms. Annual flourishes of toad lilies and cyclamen among the falling leaves. First frosts! They're all still here.
To get back to those earlier days, just re-enter the Hortulus Fuchsiarum Time Portal™ below and go back to the fuchsia. Or is it forward? Or maybe back forward again? Well, you're sure to get there any which way you approach it, I guess, even if you travel in your own Tardis.
The Hortulus Fuchsiarum Time Portal™
Gardens evolve. They change. They’re never the same from season to season. Nor from year to year. Of course that's their nature. Their essence. Unless you landed directly on this page through some wild goggle chase, you probably started your visits in the heady days of 2019. This garden has changed majorly, though, since then. Fuchsias in the City is now The Fuchsietum and was transplanted to Portland, Oregon in 2020.
The old garden may have be small, but there were annual thrills and chills across the seasons even there. Those first fuchsias of the season. The malodorous flowering of the Dracunculus, which falsely arrived as an Arum italicum. The excruciating yearly invasions of the hoary caterpillars that have taken up posts in the neighboring silver maples and the ultimate woody weeds, so-called Trees of Heaven. Hurricanes. Killer heat waves. Freak snow storms. Annual flourishes of toad lilies and cyclamen among the falling leaves. First frosts! They're all still here.
To get back to those earlier days, just re-enter the Hortulus Fuchsiarum Time Portal™ below and go back to the fuchsia. Or is it forward? Or maybe back forward again? Well, you're sure to get there any which way you approach it, I guess, even if you travel in your own Tardis.
