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The
clerodendrum's growth rate is similar to
that of a hormonal teenager. It can go
through periods when nothing much
happens, then without warning, an
unexpected growth spurt can occur.
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My bleeding heart
What is a bleeding heart exactly? To be honest, I didn’t
really have a clue until I asked a few Americans. It
does seem to me to be a bit of a silly expression; yet
another phrase that our transatlantic cousins have
created for no particular reason, not really knowing
why. They do appear to refer to “bleeding heart
liberals” a lot, though.
To me, any kind of Liberal (with a capital “L”) is a
bloke in a tweed suit who is just unsure whether to go
with the Tories or Labour, pounding the streets of sunny
England doing his best to convince the populace to vote
for him in the upcoming election; a kind of Monty
Pythonesque character. Then again, I’m a Brit, so what
do I know.
My dictionary defines someone with a bleeding heart as a
“foolishly soft-hearted person, or somebody regarded as
naively kind or sympathetic towards those who claim to
be underprivileged or exploited”. I’m not sure what that
means, and I’m not even sure if it’s a good thing or
not.
A common theme is that bleeding heart liberals (BHLs)
are generally political left-wingers who tend to be a
bit subjective in their political views. These
individuals are seen by some as a bit of a pain in
American society, but on the other hand help balance out
“crazy rednecks” (farmers, presumably) or “bureaucrat
conservatives”.
They should be fairly easy to categorize and label, but
given the complete confusion that seems to surround
American politics, I’m really not sure that they are. It
would appear that you can have forms of BHLs on both
sides of the political fence, but being called one by
the other side isn’t exactly complimentary.
I could have a rant here about “the nonsense that these
bleeding heart liberals espouse” but then things get all
intense, and people start accusing each other of all
sorts of wrongdoings just because of their political
view. Hang on a minute, I’m actually getting serious.
In that case, it’s time for the inevitable, gratuitous,
unwarranted attack on Americans. Why on earth do they
all think that we Brits are best mates with the queen,
and why do they do their very best to imitate an
“English” accent, only to suffer the fate of sounding
exactly like Dick Van Dyke? Gratuitous attack over –
sorry about that. Back to the bleeding hearts.
This is a gardening column after all, supposedly. It’s
about gardening rather than political systems. How about
the bleeding heart vine then? You must have seen this
one coming from a long way off.
Its alternative names, the glorybower or clerodendrum,
aren’t quite as interesting, and make about as much
sense. Thais know this common vine as the
mangkon-khaap-kaew. Before anyone writes to me to say
that I’ve got the name completely wrong, which I
probably have, I think it applies to the type of
clerodendrum with small splashes of red that appear from
the center of bright white flowers. The one in the
picture is the red version of the same plant.
In both versions, the clerodendrum thomsoniae (the white
one) and clerodendrum splendens (red), the flowers
appear almost continuously in sprays, or calyces, about
the size of a tennis ball.
The plant’s growth rate is similar to that of a hormonal
teenager. It can go through periods when nothing much
happens, then without warning, an unexpected growth
spurt can occur. The rate of growth can be mental at
times, sending out tendrils in all directions.
During periods when it seems that every day another inch
has been added to the ever-extending reach of the
shoots, like a teenager, they need a fair bit of
pointing in the right direction. The method of dealing
with them is to tie them to a trellis, nails in a wall,
or something similar to give them a little assistance
during that difficult time. Not the ideal solution for a
15-year-old perhaps.
The bleeding heart vine is happiest in dry conditions,
and shouldn’t be over-watered. Ideally, the soil should
be well-drained and rich in organic material. In Phuket,
good drainage in the soil isn’t usually a problem, but
the organic material side will probably need a little
help. When planting it in the garden, make sure it’s
surrounded by some of that compost you buy in those
small white sacks from any garden center. That’s all it
needs.
It will tolerate full sun with adequate moisture, but
prefers partial shade. Like many plants in this part of
the world, it will tolerate conditions that aren’t
perfect, but will give you the plant equivalent of a
cheesy grin if it’s treated well. They need protection
from strong winds too.
Don’t worry if parts of the plant seem to give up the
ghost at times. After blooming, it’s perfectly normal
for that part of the plant to die back.
This is another one that can be propagated with
cuttings. A few years ago, I was doing a little
gardening after one or two polite beers. Well, perhaps
more than one or two. Anyway, I was pruning away at a
bleeding heart vine, cutting off those old tendrils that
had long since shed their flowers and leaves.
One that looked a little bare at the base also deserved
this treatment, until I pulled it away and realized that
everything was very much alive further up the 6 foot
stem. Normally a cutting of this size would be far too
long to take root, as all the action was going on too
far away from the cut end.
In my somewhat fuzzy state, I ignored this fact, and
stuck it into the soil anyway, almost pretending that
nobody would notice, and cracked open another beer. Far
from withering and doing what my foolish act deserved,
the cutting actually took root and eventually flourished
as a whole new plant. These things are tough.
You can pick up a small bleeding heart vine at your
local garden center for as little as 50 baht – not
exactly the most expensive of garden purchases. Little
effort is required to keep them going, and the plant can
be kept in a pot or deposited in the garden.
It’s probably a bit on the cheap side for American
politicians though. They’d rather spend a few million on
flags, balloons and marching bands. Having said that,
why couldn’t it become a symbol for some American
politicians? If you think your political opponent is a
“foolishly soft-hearted person”, send him a plant. That
could work.