Huntington at Its Most Engaging

My monthly pilgrimage to The Huntington was mostly centered around seeing the corpse flower, but I also wandered the gardens and witnessed a marriage proposal.

Stop in the rose garden.  There are still a gazillion roses blooming all of the time.

And I took the arbor path that skirts the Japanese Garden to the Subtropical Garden.

These are the three trees in the Subtropical Garden that frame the wide open expanse of lawn by the Lilly Ponds.

Path around the Lilly Ponds.  I wouldn't recommend walking this way; the plants have taken over the entire path.

Looking through the bamboo around the Lilly Ponds into the Desert Garden.

Big, creepy, baby statue

Water Lillies

The Billy Buttons are dying now.  I feel like I should put together a collage to show the whole life cycle of these flowers.

I took my traditional break in the gallery overlooking the Japanese Garden, and there was this guy just kind of loitering around the drum bridge - kinda in the bushes, and watching the foot bridge anxiously.  I was sitting next to a couple of benches full of guys from (judging by the accents) from a combination of the UK and New Zealand and they were running a full commentary on this guy hiding in the bushes.  The debate centered around whether or not he was there to propose to some, as yet unidentified, woman or if he were just proposing to every woman who walked across the footbridge.

I wish I had my camera out and documented the whole thing, but when he reached into his pocket I couldn't resist snapping some pictures.  

My benchmates applauded, yelled their congratulations, and then a photographer jumped out of the bushes and started taking photos.  The girl under the umbrella was the "friend' who brought the newly-affianced to the gardens.  It seems like they planned a "girls" day, but really it was all part of the plan.

It was really sweet, and an awesome place to propose.  Congratulations and best wishes to this random couple!

Side note:  it was a bizillion degrees and this poor guy was all decked out for the proposal.  Sweating twice as much because he was so nervous, in addition to just being really too warm for comfort. 

Corpse Flower

The Amorphophallus Titanum aka Titan Arum aka Corpse Flower is native to the equatorial rain forests of Sumatra and blooms when it damn well pleases.  There is no regular cycle; a plant can go for years and years without flowering, and then when it does – the bloom only lasts one or two days.  The last bloom at the Huntington was in 2010.  The Stinky Plant grew from 39.5 inches to 66 inches in just 11 days.  What makes it most famous, however is its foul, rotting-meat-like odor.

The corm is the  underground “bulb” part of the plan.  (Not a botanist)

Once the corm stores up enough energy it may grow a leaf:

That is a single leaf.  I know it looks like a tree, but it’s not.  It’s a leaf.  True story.

This is the vegetative state of the Titum Arum.  The leaf dies back after a 12 – 18 months and then after another (at least) 6 months of rest a bud develops.  The bud (which you can see on the corm) either sprouts a new leaf (mostly) or the plant will flower.

“Oh hai; I’m going to smell like death very soon.”

Life cycle on display:

Ready for its close-up:

The Huntington sent its first notification on August 14^th or 15^th so I was able to go on Saturday to see it pre-bloom.  I was also happy that – because I’m a member – no matter what day it bloomed in the next week or so I would be able to see it.  Members had after-hours benefits so even if it was during the week I’d be able to go see it after work.  So excited!

I monitored The Huntington’s Instagram and Tumblr accounts, as well as my email, and their blog for the next week watching the progress and noting the updated predictions for bloom.  And then about 4:00 on Saturday, August 23^rd they announced it had started to open and they would be open late to accommodate member viewing.  I high-tailed it to Pasadena to see it for myself.

There was a Huntington staffer there who was taking everyone’s camera and taking pictures of the inside of the flower…pretty cool.

That is him standing right next to it – so you get an idea of the size.

I have to say the night I was there it wasn’t at peak stinkiness – in fact it smelled a little like compost, dirt, and oddly enough – green peppers.  It was an overall mildly unpleasant smell, but not the stench I was imagining.  One of the docents said that he was sure when they opened the Conservatory the next morning it would be enough to bowl you over.

The next week JJK came out for a visit and we went back to The Huntington.  (pictures from that visit later)  I was telling Jodi about the smell and when, at the end of our visit we walked to the Conservatory (to take Jaids and Kolten) to the Children’s Garden Jodi remarked that she could totally smell green peppers.  We walked into the Conservatory and ….

Look what was still in the forecourt:

The Huntington staff had cut a hole in the front to hand pollinated the plant. So we also got a peek at the actual tiny flowers inside.

I’ve been fascinated by this plant since the first time I heard about it, and was overjoyed to be able to actually see it in bloom.  I think it is pretty cool.  And just for those of you who read the whole post:

Amorphophallus titanum translates to:  giant misshapen penis.

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Chinese Garden:
















There's no getting around it...Lotus' are weird.