Mulberry Musings
21.08.2023 - 11:51
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/ Emma Doughty
I have always wanted a mulberry (Morus spp). I mean, not always, but the desire for a mulberry is so deeply ingrained in my gardening history that I can’t remember when, or why, it took root. My indispensable Evernote database has mulberry-related entries back to 2011, so let’s assume it was then.
When we moved into this garden, I included a mulberry in a batch of fruit trees that I ordered far too early on – I had nowhere to put them at the time. They’re all still in pots, and may have to be permanently grown in pots. My first mulberry, which is ‘Charlton House’, arrived in the spring of 2015. As you can see, it has just started leafing out. A mulberry tree in the ground can fruit for hundreds of years; it’s one of those trees that you can plant for your descendants. You can see a very old one in the garden of the house where artist Thomas Gainsborough was born. At the time of his birth, in 1727, the tree was already 100 years old. Mine hasn’t fruited yet; it may be some years yet before it does.
Which was why I was excited, earlier this year, to see a new introduction – a dwarf mulberry, ‘Charlotte Russe’, which should fruit in its first year. I ordered one of the first wave of plants (now sold out – if you order now you can get yours in September). It arrived at the end of February, a teeny weeny, precious thing. To begin with, I didn’t want it to go outside. I mollycoddled it on a windowsill.
It flowered a couple of weeks later. Mulberry flowers are amazing things, alien looking, or perhaps like tiny sea anemones, waving their tendrils in the air. ‘Charlotte Russe’ is self-fertile, but it occurred to me then that my little tree should really go outside. I hardened my heart, and hardened it off. It survived a slight