On the opposite side of the trend equation from paved garden rooms, prognosticators continue to urge the installation of more native plants (in addition to maintaining organic methods) for better resistance and ease of cultivation. We’ve been hearing about natives for a few years now. Western New York has at least one nursery that specializes exclusively in native wildflowers: Canadaway Wildflowers. Some of the lush photography (by Richard Clifton) from their website is featured above. There is also Wildflower Farm, which, though located in Ontario, takes mailorder and has a Buffalo warehouse.
I’m getting all local on you here because that’s what native plants are supposed to be about. Or so I thought. Canadaway offers plants from the eastern deciduous woodland floristic region, bordered by the Mississippi, the Great Lakes, the Gulf coastal plains and the Atlantic coastal plains. Wow. That’s one big geographic area.
The website clarifies further: “For our purposes, we refer to the plants that have existed in our floristic region since the time before European settlement.” And that’s one helluva long time ago.
Seriously. I love the information offered by this site and others on native wildflowers, and I love the beautiful shots of the flowers in woodland habitats even more. But when it comes to the urban domestic territory bounded by the sidewalk to the east, the garage to the west and the neighbor’s windows to the north and south, I have to wonder if I have any eastern deciduous floristic soil left. Will the recommended plants compete in soil that’s been altered by decades of previous cultivation? Will they fit into a courtyard garden environment? Will they play nice with my commonplace exotics originating from Mexico, Asia, Greece, and other faraway lands?
I’ll be damned if I know, but I can see easing into the native game with the following (shown above):
Monarda fistulosa (wild bergamot)
Stlophylum diphyllum (wood poppy)
Cimifugia racemosa (black cohosh)
Actaea rubra (red baneberry)
The thing is that—as I read native in this context—they are no longer native plants. If I may take an analogy from literary theory, the plants have been divorced from their original source of meaning (the vast eastern deciduous floristic region, which, for the most part, no longer exists) and are now subject to a shifting set of meanings: their interpretation in the contemporary garden depends on each individual garden and the fleeting and mutable set of circumstances that surrounds each garden.
This is not to say that these plants do not remain relevant in contemporary context—it’s just that the term “native” becomes increasingly problematic. I say yes to the plants, within reason. I am more hesitant to say yes to native plants as a philosophy of gardening.