Nabygelegen: French Formal in Pietermaritzburg

Less than an hour’s drive northwest of Durban is the city of Pietermaritzburg (estimated population 500,000), capital city of KwaZulu-Natal. It’s in a lovely private garden here that we finish up Day 6 of our South Africa garden tour.  We are standing under a massive plane tree in the front garden of Wiida and Erick Badenhorst in the leafy suburb of Wembley, listening to Wiida give a short history of their garden, designed and built a little over ten years ago.

Wiida Badenhorst-Nabygelegen

Masking the sound of the occasional passing car is the splash of a fountain in a circular pool, which forms the focal point of a long, serene garden room flanking the garage.

Nabygelegen-Fountain

Behind the house, we cross a lawn and come to the dramatically-framed entrance to the lower terrace.  The tall hedge in front is sweet viburnum (V. odoratissimum).  “Green” in all its many shades is the motif here, with myriad evergreens providing the precisely-clipped hedges that enclose and separate the garden rooms on different levels.  While gathering ideas for the design, the Badenhorsts travelled to gardens in France, Italy and England, and were particularly inspired by the philosophy of “green architecture” embodied in the work of Belgian landscape architect Jacques Wirtz.

View to lower terrace-Nabygelegen

Walking under the arch and down the stairs, we are greeted by  another water feature, this one a long formal pool enclosed by a hedge-on-sticks – a form of pruning that interweaves shrubs (and trees) that lend themselves to shearing, while exposing the lower trunk.  The pool separates the two halves of the formal terrace garden.

Nabygelegen-Water-Feature

The Badenhorsts both hail from generations of farming families and their vegetable potager is a lovely connection to that tradition, while still fulfilling its formal role.

Potager-Napygelegen

Wiida’s love of roses is manifest in the rose parterre on the other side of the terrace.

Rose parterre-Nabygelegen

The perfect bloom of the hybrid tea ‘Five Roses’ looks vase-ready.

Hybrid tea rose 'Red Rose'

As we leave the rose parterre, we circle back up to the front via a long narrow garden gently ascending via multiple levels along the property line.  Here, more hedges draw the eye.

Side garden-Nabygelegen

Wiida has kindly labelled some of the plants, many of them new to us.  This hedge, for example, is Asian variegated serissa (S. foetida ‘Variegata’).

Serissa hedge-Napygelegen
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There is also hedging made from Chinese orange jessamine (Murraya paniculata).

Murraya-paniculata

It is a true pleasure for those of us visiting gardens to have an enthusiastic gardener share her (or his) passion for plants, as Wiida does with her visitors.

Wiida Badenhorst talking to tour members

The narrowness of this garden and the high hedge walls enhance the fragrance of some of the plants, such as the lovely star or Confederate jasmine (Trachelospermum jasminoides), shown here in a pretty pairing with ‘Iceberg’ roses.

Rosa 'Iceberg' and Star jasmine

After a refreshing drink on the Badenhorst’s house terrace, we bid farewell to Nabygelegen and head back to the centre of Pietermaritzburg.  The town itself is resplendent in early October, its streets lined with massive blue jacaranda trees (Jacaranda mimosifolia).  It is the most popular and common tree in a genus within Bignoniaceae that includes 48 other Jacaranda species.

Jacaranda trees-Pietermaritzburg

As I noted in an earlier blog, South Africa is making an effort to eradicate the spectacular but invasive South American trees, long favourite street trees in cities like Pretoria and still beloved for their luscious purple flowers.  Native to Bolivia and Argentina, the tree was introduced to Cape Town by Baron von Ludwig in 1829 and was soon planted (and escaped) throughout the country.  How could you not love to look up and see this arching canopy above you?

Jacaranda boughs-Pietermaritzburg

Australia is also the adoptive home of jacarandas; one town even has a jacaranda festival from October 31st to November 7th.   They are grown as street trees in places as diverse as Lisbon, Los Angeles and Lahore. The name “jacaranda” is believed to come from the Paraguayan Guarani language and mean “fragrant”, but that is not certain.

Jacaranda mimosifolia closeup

We stop near City Hall as we’re scheduled to visit a gift shop and art gallery nearby. As we walk through the parking lot, I notice a plant growing in a weedy area that we sometimes see as a summer annual or medicinal herb garden plant in North America. Here in South Africa, Madagascar periwinkle (Catharanthus roseus) is just considered an invasive.

Catharanthus oseus-Madagascar periwinkle

Pietermaritzburg was founded by Dutch Voortrekkers in the 1830s as the capital of the short-lived Boer Republic (following battles with the Zulus to gain control) but was taken over by Britain in 1843 and for 50 years it formed the seat of government of the Natal Colony.  In 1893, when Natal received responsibility for self-government, the City Hall was built.  When it was razed by fire two years later, it was rebuilt.  Elaborately Victoria in design, it is reputedly the largest brick building in the Southern Hemisphere.

Pietermaritzburg City Hall

After we load up on South African gifts at the art gallery, we settle back into the bus for the drowsy hour-long drive back to Durban in the rain. Tomorrow, it’s an early start for our flight to Cape Town!

A Day Trip to Murano

It’s no secret that I’m crazy about blown glass.  You likely got that feeling if you read my recent blog on the Corning Glass Museum in upstate New York.

But if you’re a serious glass-lover, there is nothing to compare with a visit to the island of Murano in the Venetian Lagoon, just a short water taxi ride from Venice. For us on a November trip a few years ago, it came as a recommendation from our lovely little Venetian hotel. We knew the free taxi ride meant there would be an expectation of purchase from the designated glass factory, but we felt confident we could resist any high-pressured sales tactics. Besides, it was a lovely, cloudy late November day: perfect for a trip to the glass-blowing capital of the world.  So into the water taxi we went and soon we were motoring under the Rio Alto bridge.

Rio Alto-Grand Canal-Venice

If you’ve been to Venice, you know what fun it is to ride on its “main drag”, the historic Grand Canal lined with spectacular palazzos and alive with all kinds of barges and sleek water craft.

Grand Canal-Venice

It’s fun to stand in the vaporettos or taxis, as Doug did, and watch the scenery go by.

Water taxi to Murano1

Taxi drivers in Venice need to be very skilled.  We were warned in advance to duck as we went under the low bridge ahead.

Water taxi & bridge-Venice

But November on the Adriatic is not very warm, so we soon retreated with our red noses into the comfy interior of the water taxi.

Water taxi to Murano2

With Venice in our rear view, we were now sailing through the choppy Venetian lagoon – essentially a bay in the Adriatic Sea – on our way to Murano.

Venice in rear view

The rising water in the sea and the lagoon are giving Venice city officials much to worry about, with elaborate engineering fixes in the works to keep the place above ground.  Needless to say, global warming is a very palpable threat here – but perhaps not if you’re a barge operator on the lagoon……

Venetian Lagoon1

Or bringing passengers from the airport in a sleek taxi.

Water taxi-Venetian Lagoon

We docked at Murano and our driver escorted us to our appointment at the Fornace CAM (CAM Furnace).  As we took in the view in the lobby of the ornate chandeliers and the spectacular glass horse of renowned glass masterPino Signoretto, we jingled the few euros in our pockets rather nervously.

Glass Factory Lobby-Pino Signoretto horse

For the next hour or so, we were treated to an interesting tour that started in the furnace area watching glass blowers who had been doing this for most of their lives….

Glassblowers-Murano2

…often, in families where glass-blowing was a way of life for generations.

Glassblower-Murano2

Others were just starting their careers.

Glassblower-Murano1

Then we toured the showrooms, beginning with the most expensive floor and working our way down to the lowest level, where a pair of cufflinks wasn’t outrageously expensive.  I am not a fan of the baroque or highly ornate, but a half-dozen, modern, gilt-edged water glasses on a middle floor took my breath away. And bless him, my dear husband decided that those would be our very special Murano souvenirs (the price being somewhere between a set of china and several bottles of the very best Venetian Amarone!)  We arranged the shipping details (and they made it safely to Canada and are ensconced in my china cabinet, below), after which we were finally released outdoors to continue our own tour of the island.

Murano water glasses

We paused to look down on the boats parked at the piers, and the people going about their business on this island (which is really a series of small islands connected by footbridges), population around 5,000.

Boats on Murano1

The buildings have the same colourful charm as those of Venice.
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Boats on Murano3

Here’s the view of the Ponte San Martino, one of many bridges on Murano.

Ponte San Martino-Murano

Like Venice, the moist, salty air eventually takes its toll on the plaster and brick mortar – albeit in a very picturesque way.

Salt Damage-House in Murano

We spent an hour visiting the Murano Glass Museum, the Museo del Vetro (where no photos are permitted) and explored exhibits of glass-making and glass-blowing from ancient times to modern techniques. And we learned glass-blowing terminology – words like former, flux, stabilizer and colourant.  The long history of glass-making here in Murano, of course, goes hand in hand with the history of Venice. I thought back to the 14th century Doge’s Palace (Palazzo Ducale) we toured yesterday and the spectacular chandeliers hanging there.

Chandelier-Palazzo Ducale-Doge's Palace-Venice

Returning outdoors, it was fun to gaze at the windows with their assortment of glass objects, like this incredible chess set…..

Glass Chess Set-Murano

…and these colour-coordinated pieces of tableware and jewelry.

Murano Window Display

I was especially intrigued to see a pretty jeweler working with her glass beads to make all kinds of beautiful little treasures, so different from many of the mass-manufactured, cheap glass trinkets to be found in Murano souvenir shops. We walked inside and chatted with her. Her name was Marinella Bubacco and she spent time showing us how she created her wares.

Marinella Bubacco-Murano

And that is how I ended up with a lovely glass necklace for Christmas one month later.

Glass Necklace by Marinella Bubacco-Murano

We walked on, entering the Church of Santa Maria and San Donato, a 12th Century Veneto-Byzantine church restored rather ungracefully between 1858-1873.  As befits the church of glass-blowing families, the holy water font is unique in its design.

Basilica dei Santi Maria e San Donato

We passed this little shrine on the outside of a building, and I smiled to note that Mary, flanked by pots of flowers, had been assigned a special name by the Murano faithful: the Madonnina dei Vetrai  (the Madonna of the glassmakers).

Shrine-Murano

Pots of flowers on balconies are pretty much the only “gardens” the Muranese can grow, given the scarcity of land on the island.

Flowerpots on Murano

Strolling along a small canal, we saw an extraordinary sculpture in the distance, reminding me of the various Chihuly glass pieces one sees in gardens around the world now.

Murano-Canal & Comet Glass Star-Simone Cenedese

It is Simone Cenedese’s Comet Glass Star, an impressive, permanent installation.

Simone Cenedese-Comet Glass Star-Murano

Suddenly we realized that all this touring and walking had taken a toll and we found a little osteria where the local labourers were just finishing their lunch.  But the cucina was still open, and we savoured a bottle of 2006 Venetian Primofiore and bowls of mouth-wateringly delicious pasta: spaghetti carbonara for la signora and fresh clams for le signor.

Clam pasta on Murano

And as we took the public ferry from Murano back to Venice, the November sun was sinking low in the sky. The perfect end to a perfect afternoon.

Sunset-over-Venice

In a Fern Valley at Makaranga

It’s Day 6 of our South Africa Garden Tour and we drive from our Durban beachfront hotel about 30 miles to the Outer West region and the town of Kloof.  We’re here to spend the morning and have lunch at Makaranga Lodge.  Once the property of a wealthy and passionate plantsman, the late Leslie Riggall, who called it Fern Valley Botanical Garden, he developed it over 26 years, building a vast collection of camellias, magnolias, bromeliads and orchids, among other plants.  He was especially knowledgeable about vireya rhododendrons, contributing to the Vireya Vine journal and growing them from seed.  Many of the plants grow around a series of ornamental ponds fed by a stream running through the valley.

Bench overlooking pond-Makaranga

When Leslie and Gladys Riggall  moved to Panama in 2002, their neighbours Danna and Chick Flack bought the 25-acre property and merged it with their own five acres. They renamed it Makaranga after the indigenous wild poplars (Macaranga capensis) growing by the stream in the valley and the Makaranga people of Inyanga, Zimbabwe, where Danna was born.  While Chick Flack developed a 22-room five-star boutique hotel, conference centre and spa, Danna, took on the garden, which is now available for weddings and also simply for the enjoyment of guests.  With the help of landscaper Phil Page and a gardening staff of 18, she designed a series of lush, flowing gardens around Leslie Riggall’s original plant collection, adding indigenous South African plants in evocative naturalistic settings, such as this small rocky koppie in front of the hotel.

Indigenous Plants-Makaranga

As I start my tour, I pause, quite awe-struck to see such a large collection of cycads – one man’s passion donated to this garden.  As a stock photographer, I can’t help but be a little excited, and stop to photograph the species, shown here in a mosaic array.  Who was George Walters?  I cannot find any background on him, but I hope someone sees his lovely collection online and thinks of him. (* Note in the comments below that George himself found his lovely collection here and commented!)

Cycad Collection of George Walters-Makaranga

I walk down the hill and — peering over the bromeliads — see what has become quite a familiar sight in botanical gardens in North America: beautiful Zimbabwean sculpture, which seems so well suited to the leafy surroundings of this garden.

Sculpture-garden-Makaranga

The collection is by renowned carver Joseph Ndandrika (1941-2002). This piece is titled Father & Son.

Father & Son-Joseph-Ndandarika-Makaranga

On the way to the valley gardens, I pass a giant rainbow gum (Eucalpytus degluptus), its multicolored trunk being caressed by another cycad, this one the Australian Macrozamia miquelii, known as “burrowang” down under.

Macrozamia miquellii & Eucalpytus deglupta

I peer into the Japanese Garden built by Leslie Riggall. There are no blossoms on the trees, but we certainly saw Japanese cherries in full bloom in Johannesburg.

Japanese Garden-Makaranga

Here’s a familiar Japanese torii gate.

Tori Gate-Japanese Garden-Makaranga

I get a little lost, but finally head down to Leslie Riggall’s original showplace: the lush Fern Valley filled with ponds, where giant South African tree ferns (Cyathea sp.) see their elegant fronds reflected in the water.

Tree fern-Cyathea sp

I veer off the road through the valley and take a path through manicured but jungle-like plantings……

Path to waterfall-Makaranga

….to arrive at the small waterfall that feeds the ponds.

Waterfall-Makaranga

Returning to the pond edge, I’m transfixed by this striking bird-of-paradise (Strelitzia nicolai), its purplish-black, crane-like flowers so similar yet so different from the orange-flowered birds (S. reginae) I’m used to seeing in conservatories in the northeast.  Called the Natal wild banana, it is like a small tree and is one of the indigenous plants introduced to the valley to grow side by side with the camellias and tropical rhododendrons.

Strelitzia nicolai

Speaking of rhododendrons, here is one of Leslie Riggall’s beloved Vireyas exhibiting its somewhat typical legginess.  Native to southeast Asia, Vireyas provide an option for gardeners living in tropical and subtropical regions.

Vireya rhododendron-Makaranga

Seen close-up, the flowers are beautiful and its easier to see their resemblance to the rhodos I’m familiar with from gardens in the northern hemisphere.

Vireya rhododendron flower-Makaranga

This pond, surrounded by water-loving irises, is overseen by voluptuous statues imported from Italy.

Italianate pool-Makaranga

But beauty doesn’t matter much to a white-breasted cormorant waiting for the visitors to leave so he can return to fishing. Look at the lush Gunnera manicata in the background.

White-breasted cormorant-Makaranga

Another view of this pond.

Pond & Italian statue-Makaranga
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The calla lilies (Zantedeschia aethiopica) are spectacular here, and of course they’re native to damp places throughout South Africa. As a bee photographer, I’m fascinated by the numerous African honey bees patiently gathering pollen from the yellow spadix of the callas.

Honey bee on Zantedeschia aethiopica

The bromeliad collection is lovely and I see staghorn ferns (Platycerium sp.) in this spot too.

Bromeliads & ferns -Makaranga

The matchstick bromeliad (Aechmea gamosepala) is always eye-catching, especially when it’s in perfect flower like this one.

Aechmea gamosepala-Matchstick plant

There are a few heliconias, like this attractive cultivar called ‘Red Christmas’.

Heliconia-Makaranga

This beautiful Streptocarpus floribundus is on the South African endangered list.

Streptocarpus floribundus

Lots of epiphytic orchids grow down here, carefully trained on tree trunks. I think this tree might be the eponymous wild poplar (Macaranga capensis) that gives the garden its name!

Ephiphytic orchid-Makaranga

A closer look at the orchid. How beautiful.

Orchid-Makaranga

And some nice specimens of Epiphyllum cacti are growing epiphytically on trees here as well.

Epiphyllum-Makaranga

I’ve seen kangaroo paws (Anigozanthos) in California, and love their crazy flowers.

Anigozanthos-Kangaroo paws

Peering down paths here and there, I think how wonderful it is to see the plants we know as “tropical houseplants” deployed in this setting.  Here are thickets of Brazilian Ctenanthe setosa flanking the path into the other side of the Japanese garden.

Ctenanthe setosa-Makaranga

A little rainshower begins (hilly Kloof is in KwaZulu-Natal’s mist belt, where precipitation is frequent) and I try to keep my camera and notebook dry, while gazing at this pond, its surface spangled with tropical waterlilies.

Pond and waterlilies-Makaranga

Here is a familiar sight: beautiful yellow Iris pseudacorus looking as aggressive here in South Africa as it looks in North America.   It does have a large native range, including Europe, western Asia and northwest Africa, but not down here. The bees do love it, however.

Iris pseudacorus-Makaranga

The rain is increasing and it’s time for lunch up at the lodge in any case. I return passing some of the indigenous gardens, so different from the plantings we saw down in the valley. There are various succulent flowers and a sprinkling of wild garlic (Tulbaghia violacea).

Indigenous-garden-Makaranga

Here’s a fabulous and quite small watsonia, possibly the endangered Watsonia canaliculata.

Watsonia

And large aloes (Aloe ferox, I think) growing in the familiar grassland setting in which it thrives in nature.

Aloe ferox-Makaranga

I pass the swimming pool with raindrops splashing on the water surface. No one’s swimming today, but it’s a nice spot for the hotel guests to escape the summer heat of KwaZulu-Natal. And now it’s time to sit down, dry off a little and have some lunch.  We have to keep up our strength, after all, for another garden this afternoon.

Makaranga-swimming-pool