It’s a little known fact – so little known that one might almost call it a secret – that the first job I ever applied for was with the Commonwealth War Graves Commission. As a Landscape Architect I would be travelling the world, recommending how to look after these historically important sites. The main attraction was not the work, but the opportunity to visit new and unfamiliar places. When I looked a bit harder, I found the commission’s planting style to be spartan and manicured; totally appropriate for war graves, but a little restrictive for a young creative wishing to spread his wings. I wondered how rewarding the role might be. I didn’t get the job – I don’t even recall being interviewed – and soon found something else to do.
The majority of Britain’s graveyards are not maintained in the same meticulous fashion as war cemeteries. They are, in most instances, considerably older and have expanded slowly, sometimes over several centuries. Disturbance tends to be minimal, whether that be in the form of noise, development or foot traffic. Chemicals are not applied, and maintenance is often reduced to a bare minimum to save money. All of this is an attractive proposition for wildlife, helpful in building biodiversity. Provided a reasonable balance is maintained between the sensitive care of memorials and letting nature run its course, graveyards are one of the more successful examples of humans, plants and animals coexisting in a confined space.
Near to where we live is the church of St Peter-In-Thanet. It was first built in 1070, then enlarged in the 12th century. A square tower was added in the 15th century. For hundreds of years, St Peter’s church was the seat of local government. The village of St Peter’s was the largest settlement in the area (Broadstairs did not expand from a fishing village until in 18th & 19th Centuries), hence most of the parish’s great, good and indeed not-so-good are interred here. Some older memorials, close to the church, are very grand indeed. Over time, more and more space was required for burials so that now the graveyard extends to nine acres, a long, narrow finger of green extending north-west towards Margate. The newest plots are furthest from the church. These can be identified top left of the photograph below, looking rather more open than the rest of the graveyard. One wonders if additional space will be required in future.
From a wildlife perspective the middle section of the churchyard, where one can find several war graves, is the most interesting. The trees are smaller here, mainly hawthorns and deciduous ornamentals, allowing a meadow rich with flowers to establish beneath them. Here and there, brambles form thickets favoured by birds, and no doubt rodents. Our natural flora is augmented by plants that have escaped from planting on and around the graves themselves. Chief among the interlopers at St Peter’s is the daffodil. Destined to naturalise, daffodil cultivars old and new can be found romping between the gravestones, forming large clumps or scattering themselves artfully around. It’s very possible that they have hybridised, creating daffodils that might only be found in this one spot.
Daffodils are likely to have been introduced to our country by the Romans from the Iberian Peninsula, but like snowdrops, they’ve been with us for so long as to be considered native. They are certainly very much at home on our shores, both growing wild and being cultivated for flowers and bulbs. The reason they are so successful is that they are brilliantly adapted to our damp, maritime conditions and strongly perennial. It takes a lot to push a clump of daffodils into retreat; even then they may dwindle and refuse to flower rather the die out altogether. Daffodils are survivors, glad of man’s helping hand, but self-sufficient thereafter. Noel Kingsbury sums it up perfectly:
“At the heart ….. is the idea of the daffodil as a metaphor for our relationship with nature, as being a cultivated plant, but one which is capable of living its own life. Like cats, they feel only part domesticated”Noel Kingsbury, Daffodil, Timber Press.
A daffodil expert might have a field day in the graveyard at St Peter’s when it is flooded with blooms every spring. They might even gain clues as to the identity of each variety based on the age of the graves they are growing near: it might be pure coincidence, but the only daffodil we can accurately identify, N. ‘Feu de Joie’, was introduced by William Copeland pre-1927 and is growing close to graves dating back to WW1. It is a beauty, and we will be tracking down bulbs to grow at home next year. This kind of blousy, romantic daffodil was left behind as fashion favoured neater flowers on stronger stems, but to me the form and colouration of ‘Feu de Joie’ is exquisite.
We are not daffodil experts, so we spend our time generally enjoying the scene and marvelling at each and every different flower we alight on. Although variations on a theme, the permutations of colour, trumpet and petal are remarkable. Bobbing in a stiff breeze, they bring so much joy and hope for the year to come. Pictured below are just a handful of the varieties in bloom at St Peter’s at the end of March. I’d love to hear which ones appeal most to you.
We’ve experienced such a long, cold spring in 2021 that the daffodils have lasted much longer than normal. In the Jungle Garden, many have yet to bloom, which means we’ll be enjoying flowers well into May. Planned carefully, a succession of bloom can be achieved quite easily, starting with a variety such as N. ‘Cedric Morris’, which will flower in time for Christmas Day, and ending with N. poeticus, which might occasionally hang on until June. Five months is a long time to enjoy daffodils, although some might argue it’s not long enough.
I can recommend a couple of excellent books if you are interested in learning more about daffodils:
- ‘Daffodil, Biography of a Flower‘, Helen O’Neill, Harper Collins.
- ‘Daffodil, The remarkable story of the world’s most popular spring flower‘, Noel Kingsbury with photographs by Jo Whitworth, Timber Press.
There’s still time to get out and enjoy daffodils as gardens and parks begin to open up post lockdown. Make a note of your favourites and order bulbs in summer ready for planting in early autumn. For heritage varieties like N. ‘Feu de Joie’, you may need to search the Internet for specialist growers such as Ron Scamp in Cornwall. (It goes without saying that you should never take daffodils from the ‘wild’ or from parks and gardens without permission.) Unlike tulips, daffodils need to be planted before it gets cold in winter, so they can establish their roots in warm earth. They grow well contained in pots, but they’ll never be as happy as they would be in the ground, where they are never very far from claiming their freedom. TFG.
Categories: Bulbs, conservation, Cornwall, Flowers, history, Parks, Photography, Plants, Wild Flowers
14 comments On "Discovering Daffodils"
What beautiful pictures of these daffodils. I love daffodils in every shape and form. I enjoyed your descriptions and bit if history of your area. Cheers and have a great weekend.
Lovely post about a favorite flower. Some may find something they especially like in the offerings from Croft 16. https://croft16daffodils.co.uk/
Ahh yes, Croft 16 features in Noel Kingsbury’s book and sounds very interesting. A great little enterprise.
Lovely to see all the different daffodils. It’s autumn here in New Zealand so we are just now planting our spring bulbs. Always one of the greatest pleasures seeing such an ugly thing turn into something beautiful.
It is indeed! There are so many. Spring is very slow to get going here. Still very cold at night and beautiful but chilly during the day.
Happy bulb planting! Dan
Churchyards are certainly wonderful places for plants to become naturalised, particularly older graveyards as you have shown here. More often than not, they are shown for the populations of snowdrops and many interesting variations have arisen naturally in such settings. We had a very famous and very successful daffodil breeder here in Waterford (south-east Ireland) – Lionel Richardson – and we grow several of his introductions in the garden along with many of his unnamed seedlings which, despite not meriting a name from the breeder, are wonderful garden plants.
Interestingly St Peter’s isn’t big on snowdrops. It is very very dry here on our chalk island, so I suspect that does not suit snowdrops very well. Generally our flora is a bit lacking here in Thanet due to urbanisation, intensive agriculture and a sorry lack of woodland. As for Ireland, you have excellent conditions for both daffodils and snowdrops. I shall look up Lionel Richardson. I noticed on Facebook this morning that Caher Bridge Garden in Co. Clare has an Irish Daffodil Collection. It looks worth a visit. Have you every been? Dan.
Yes, I’ve been many times to Caher Bridge – Carl Wright’s garden. It is in northwest Co. Clare and we go (well, have gone) there for a holiday each year for the past ten years. The Burren is a beautiful place, perfect for walking and it has an outstanding selection of wildflowers, orchids especially. Carl’s garden is very special, a garden very much in tune with its surroundings and his collection of Irish daffodils increases year on year and look fabulous.
Dan, a note on Caher Bridge Garden: https://anirishgardener.wordpress.com/2018/05/21/caher-bridge-gardens-back-to-the-wild/
What a lovely post. I love wandering around a churchyard and especially those that are kept natural. As for daffodils or narcissi, my preference is for the dwarf or rockery species as they cope with the wind better, but Thalia (pure white), Sir Winston Churchill (scented) and Geranium (scented) do well in my raised bed where they have been flowering for ages this year. Martinette is another lovely one.
That is weirdly fascinating. Europeans find Californian cemeteries to be interesting because they are so ‘new’. Cemeteries that are more than two centuries old are very meager and contained within small grave yards of old Missions. Only a few Spanish people lived here back then. Prior to that, the native people designed their burial sites to become obscured by nature. (Of course, there are older cemeteries in the rest of America.) When I was about ten, I stayed for a while in San Bruno, across the road from the Golden Gate National Cemetery, which was a vast area of identical headstones on a very uniform lawn. It accommodated veterans who were interred within only a few years during various wars. There is NO variety there, and nothing more than lawn and a few trees. Coma to the north is a town of cemeteries. Although it is in the middle of the San Francisco Bay Area, it is a small town with a ‘living’ population of only about 1,300 people. However, if the deceased were included in their population, it would be the second most populous state in California. Only Los Angeles has a bigger population. The Bakersfield National Cemetery in Kern County is similar to the Golden Gate National Cemetery, but without lawn (!). It is in the desert, where it would be very difficult to maintain so much lawn.
How come I never knew you are a landscape architect!?! I’m so impressed 🙂 I just graduated with lowly landscape designer 2 year degree. 🙂 I love how daffodils naturalize. Never met one I didn’t like.
“Daffy down dilly has come to town with her yellow petticoat and her green gown.” Loved reading this one to the kids.
Not sure if it’s been shared previously, but the RHS recently =released an most entertaining and informative podcast about daffodils. Would highly recommend it. I listened to it three times!! https://rhs.podigee.io/253-daffodils
Thanks for the tip Ian. I’m going to listen to that later.