Do not be put off by the silly sub-title: this is an admirable book on several levels. Botanical origins; plant-hunting; the arrival of plants in England; hybridisation, and the American connections. There is much history, including that of great gardens like Exbury. All is here, plus some gorgeous illustrations, including one of Marion Dorn, designer of rhododendron-inspired fabrics, doing her bit to mitigate the rigours of postwar Crippsean austerity in 1947.
Rhododendrons (now including azaleas) are calcifuge plants, happy in lime-free soil; hence keen cultivation in the Surrey Alps, in sour patches elsewhere and in peat and sand in the Celtic fringe. In nature, rhododendrons range from huge trees or shrubs, 500 years old, to tiny plants, flowers the size of daisies, sometimes counter-intuitively surviving in cracks in limestone cliffs. Some species are tropical, some alpine; some deciduous, some evergreen, some easy, some difficult to propagate. The great Himalayan heartland, westward from the Chinese provinces of Sichuan and Yunnan, is where more than half the world’s rhododendrons originated.
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