My first set of bulbs for these crocosmia were given to me by one of the people who built my house over 30 years ago. They were growing in his mother’s yard, she had passed away, and the house had just been sold. For me, I have found that flower and plant starts, not from a nursery, can come with an interesting story. When I see the plant in my yard, it brings back memories of where it came from and more.
These are sturdy little bulbs, that can really multiply if left undisturbed for a few years. When I think I have dug them out from a flower bed, I see escaped bulblets growing for years to come.
Normally my crocosmia thrive when they are protected from deer, but I have them growing in all sorts of places. There is one unfenced bed containing crocosmia growing wild with lemon balm, on a hill away from the regular deer paths. Bearded iris and artemisia are also on guard – 3 out of 4 plants that our deer don’t eat, seems to save the crocosmia.