GROWING UP in Montreal and going to school in wintry Quebec essentially cemented the notion for me that foliage plants only meant tropical house plants. We were awash in pothos and Swedish ivy, and for real excitement we could even buy some piggy-backplants (Tolmiea spp.) or a dumb cane (Dieffenbachia spp.) with variegated leaves. What would we have done without the indestructible cast iron plant (Aspidistra elatior) next to the fireplace? Somehow I still can't rid myself of themental image of those last poor stems of what we used to call wandering Jew (Tmdescantia sp.) pathetically hanging from a salt-encrusted pot.
展开▼
