Loving Lotusland, a Garden (and a Gardener) Like No Other

Loving Lotusland, a Garden (and a Gardener) Like No Other

Anybody with the stamina to marry six times is nothing if not energetic. Ganna Walksa was certainly that–and a visionary as well. Her beauty was legend, her voice sublime, her past a touch scandalous, and her portrait a gift from the czar of Russia. But her most fabulous legacy is Lotusland. Prepare to swoon.

Anybody with the stamina and dare I say the optimism to marry six times is nothing if not energetic. Ganna Walksa was certainly that–and a visionary as well. Her beauty was legend, her voice sublime, her past a touch scandalous, and her portrait a gift from the czar of Russia. But her most fabulous legacy is Lotusland. Prepare to swoon.

Lotusland – Lotus

I had looked forward to this outing in Montecito, California, for weeks, instigated by lovely new friend and fellow blogger Cynthia Spivey together with another fab friend and fellow blogger Hollye Jacobs. We even let our husbands come.

After hours, just us, very special. Cynthia is a former board member, which has its perks.

Lotusland – Lotus Pond

You know it’s going to be a good evening when–before you even see the garden–you walk onto a porch where awaiting you are these hors d’oeuvres next to a chilling magnum of rosé, whipped up by hostess Cynthia who also this summer began whipping up a delicious recipe-slash-memoir blog called The Water Is Smiling, which you will love.

Cynthia Spivey’s gorgeous hors d’oeuvres are served in an old baker’s rack of cake tins. Genius.

You would also love Executive Director Gwen Stauffer, who graciously guided us.

Lotusland Executive Director Gwen Stauffer at the entrance to the Ganna Walska house in Lotusland.

You may be noticing about now that these photos are filtered, magically transforming them from mediocre to mildly interesting. After spending a good long while and $9.99 on the photo filter app Analog, I proceeded to process every one of these on Camera Plus. Just don’t even ask.

As I mentioned, Hollye Jacobs of The Silver Pen was also along. Her wonderful blog makes my day. Hollye has a camera the size of a station wagon and takes amazing, very professional photos. I get insecure just thinking about it.

Lotusland – Agaves in bloom

I have a camera the size of an iPhone.

Hence, the filters. A gimmick. Oh, woe. Sooner or later one is exposed for the mediocre photographer one is, but humor her.

This “botanical clock” is surrounded by a delightful Disney-esque topiary garden.

Lotusland’s horticultural clock with signs of the zodiac.

This shot of the poolhouse is retro-moody. Like Barbara Stanwyck is going to walk out in riding jodphurs and a fitted white shirt with the collar turned up.

Tile benches are a signature of noted Spanish Colonial Revival architect George Washington Smith, who worked on the property in the 1920s.

The aloe garden with its pool and giant clam shell fountain is enchanting and extraordinary at once. The border is encrusted with abalone shells.

Pool and fountain in the aloe garden.

Lotusland is especially acclaimed for its cycads, some of which are extinct in the wild and therefore highly collectible. Theft is a serious concern. Seriously.

Have you ever wondered that the more you learn about plants the more you learn about crazy people?

But okay, cycads are prehistoric. Dinosaur hors d’oeuvres (because Cynthia wasn’t around then). They look like palms but aren’t. According to Rob on Yahoo.com, palms produce flowers and set seeds, often covered in a fruity layer, like dates or coconuts. Cycads are way older than palms and have cones that produce seeds sans coating.

You know this is a female cycad because of its large, seed-bearing cones.

Lotusland – Female cycad

You know this is a male cycad because it is glad to see you.

Lotusland – Male cycad

And you know this is a cactus if you touch it and wish you hadn’t.

Lotusland – Cactus

No comment.

Lotusland – Cactus

There is a bee inside this one. If it were taken with Hollye’s camera you could see the bee’s knees.

Lotusland – Cactus with bee

And here, ladies and gentlemen, is one heck of a heliconia.

Lotusland – heliconia

Would you believe there is a Heliconia Society International? Who joins it, you might ask.  But when you see plants like this you understand. This thing should have its own zip code. Gwen said it blooms like this about once every 20 years, but when it goes, baby, it goes–for five or six months.

Here it is closer up.

Lotusland – heliconia

Not to be upstaged, this here yucca is seeing red.

Lotusland – yucca

Don’t you love a a pair of pomegranates? They just started going together summer.

Lotusland – pomegranate

Something beautiful at every turn.

Lotusland – Moorish fountain

This trellised allée of pleached lemon trees made my heart skip a beat.

Lotusland – Lemon allee

Good night puti fountain. I love puti.

Lotusland – Puti fountain

Good night, cacti.

Lotusland – House and cactus

Goodnight, Madame Ganna and your wonderful house, and Gwen.

Lotusland – house

Good night amazing Monterey Cypress tree.

Lotusland – Monterey Cypress at dusk

Goodnight moon.

Go to Lotusland when you can, as I have barely skimmed the surface here. And meanwhile treat yourself to its (and Madame Walska’s!) fascinating history, here. And here is a terrific article on The Many Husbands of Ganna Walska,on LuxeEcoLiving.com.

Thank you wonderful Spiveys, Jacobses, and Gwen.

Oh–and this just in fro a thoughtful and energetic, garden-loving reader and writer, who asked me to share the link to his wonderful “55 Botanic Gardens To See Before You Die,” and I am happy to do so.



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