Underneath the sign was a garden planted up with tough spiky plants such as Aechmea distichantha, Bromelia balansae and Puya species. We also had various cacti and succulents, including one cactus that proved to be an attractive target for druggies, even though it was surrounded by spiky plants. After the second time it was hacked down I came up with a cunning plan. I whacked some 3 inch nails into a bit of timber and buried this just in front of the cacti in question. A few months later some linesmen needed to work through the garden, so I showed them where I thought the nail plate was. Of course the next step I took, I found it. Aah, here it is I said as two nails went through the bottom of my foot. I could hear them chortling as I limped off with a trail of bloody footprints behind me.
In its heyday, we stocked hundreds of plants at a time, both as pups and as fully grown plants. The pups were very popular with collectors, as this was quite an economical way of buying a number of different varieties. At any one time we would have about 100 varieties of pups for sale. The mature plants were either outdoor landscaping types, or indoor flowering types. Popular amongst the outdoor plants were the large Neoregelia, such as 'Exotica Velvet' and the small red Neos, such as 'Fireball' and 'Short & Sweet'. Big foliage Vriesea were also very popular and of course Alcantarea.
The property had a lovely conservatory, built on the concrete foundations of an old house that had burnt down. It was sunk into the ground on one side, which meant the concrete was constantly wet and allowed mosses and ferns to grow over it, making a lovely ambience. Inside the conservatory the pups were displayed on large boards, with the more cold sensitive flowering types such as Guzmania and small Vriesea on benches around the perimeter under the ferns.
This was one of the sunnier areas, with a little shade from a couple of young Brazilian fern treesThis bed was mostly Neo hybrids that I had bred but hadn't yet named. Although I try and avoid using massed plantings of bromeliads, this is one of the later beds to be developed and I did not get the chance to grow other plants for this area. Still a good effect though, and I have seen some brilliant massed plantings in other peoples gardens, so it is a useful technique.
It's probably pretty obvious that my favourite style of gardening is pretty informal. I love the jungle path feel, where you walk through the garden via paths surrounded on both sides by lush foliage and colourful flowers. Not for me sterile formal gardens, or excessively masculine palm and agave type gardens covered in rocks. I like gardens that transport you away from reality for an instant, and a glorious profusion of colour and scent to assail the senses. Nothing subtle here!
I must admit I felt quite sad when we sold this property in mid 2007, although I will never miss that soil. I made sure that I kept at least one of each bromeliad on the property to take to the new place. I did have to leave behind my two favourite non bromeliads though, a hybrid palm (Butia x Jubaea) that I had created in the 1980's and a lovely Ficus dammaropsis. Both were too difficult to shift.
After that, Todd, who had worked for me for many years, decided that he would like to continue with the online sales of bromeliad pups, via the Exotica website and also the Trademe Exotica listings that we had set up. Seeing that Todd was the main force behind running this side of the business, it made sense, and he selected out enough stock to continue on his own account.
Sometimes it was more hassle than it was worth to try and count the plants, so I just gave them a price for the lot, for example $1,000 for a van load. At times it got quite crazy, with plants going out the door by the van load! Finally, the landlord (these were leased greenhouses) brought the remaining plants to landscape his large property, what a relief, as this also saved us a massive clean up job.
Now all I had to do was sort out my collection of bromeliads that were waiting for me at our new property we had purchased in 2007. Not many, just one of each I had promised Angela. Well, one of each somehow came to 20 van loads! It was truly one of each, but admittedly some were one clump of each and as I assured Angela, some that looked the same as each other in fact had slight differences, which made them potentially new cultivars. And then there were the ones I just couldn't part with. Oh dear, the confessions of an addict. I'm still working through them, most are still in their original boxes they were transported in!