Sad loss

What was your sadest loss in the your plant kingdom?

I once grew from seed. the most amazing peach tree.
It was seven years in training before it bore any fruit.
For years it gave its best with the best peaches I have tasted ever.
It just loved the south facing wall.
Most people did not belive it possible here in the Vale of York until they actually saw it for themselves.
The day finally came when it had to go because I wanted a conservatory. Such a shame I had nowhere else to put it.

Oh yes, if kristen is reading this it was a supermarket fruit that supplied me with the seed.:gnthb:
I must try again some time.
robert

 

Cedar of Lebanon, struck by lightning. Mostly they drop their lower limbs as they get older, this one had fantastic shape. I guess it was about 150 - 200 years old.

Grown from seed bought back from Lebanon by a travelling clergyman at the time (dunno if he started a supermarket though!) - lots of them from that era were planted at SE and SW corner of Rectories in Suffolk.

I also have cuttings from a Myrtle from that same house which supposedly Rectories around the country had which all originated from cuttings taken from Queen Victoria's wedding bouquet.

Anyway, when I put a couple of thousand of them up for auction on eBay that's the spin I'm going to spout!

 

A beautiful rose - Madame Alfred Carriere that grew for years in my parents garden and rewarded us with blooms all summer - beautiful, big flouncy, pale pink flowers. It got rpuned on a very haphazard basis and was none the worse for that.

My parents removed it a couple of years after I left home :( No idea why and I never knew what variety it was until last autumn when I found it in a gardening book. I bought one then and there and its now covered in buds...so perhaps I might get to recreate a little bit of my childhood memories

 

A Magnolia tree brought by my beloved Bob for our 10th anniversary, I tried to dig it up when we moved some 16 years later but it died but on the plus side Bob told me not to worry it was brought for only me in mind which was a sweet thing to say.Hel.xxx.

 

My echium pinanata, which I had high hopes for (pun) succumbed to the cold winter and I've had to give up on them. Very sad, as I was hoping for towering spikes of blue bursting out of the back of my borders.

 

A mimosa I was given as a present by my now late grandfather. The frost got it despite fleece.

 

Is that one of those touch-me-and-curl-up Mimosa in a pot (seem unlikely!) or a proper outdoor tree?

My little-est daughter has plagued me to grow some touch-me-and-curl up trees in pots, so assuming they germinate you would be welcome to one as a replacement in memoriam