I’m glad I didn’t buy the first pot of sarracenia I saw. I was sorely tempted, but a huge wave of doubt hit me. It was unfamiliar territory and of course its formidable price tag was a major determining factor.
The sarracenia would have gone down the same path as my first rosemary. I would have signed its death warrant by administering lethal doses of fertilizers. And I would have mourned two things – its demise, as well as the hole in my pocket.
But sarras are such irresistible things. And so when I got started on droseras and then vfts, I was aiming for the ultimate – a pot of sarracenia!
A CP expert friend cautioned me against rushing into things. “Take things one step at a time,” he said. That was just about the hardest thing for me to do. Me, exercise patience??
Finally, I was deemed ready and was given a pot of s. purpurea! That was just about as thrilling as obtaining my driving license!
And then another CP friend gave me a Stevensii cutting. O, joy!! I planted the cutting with its single pitcher into a pot of long fibre sphagnum moss.
That was three months ago. Today I saw the most beautiful red bloom in the pot. And I did what I thought was the most sensible thing to do after taking a few shots of the svelte beauty. I got my pollination brush and decided to give nature a hand in creating its progeny.
Only time will tell if my effort yields fruit …