February 16, 2026 Nikolaus Joseph von Jacquin, Hugo de Vries, David Austin, Secret Gardeners, and Staying Power in the Garden

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Today’s Show Notes

February is a month that quietly rewards persistence. Nothing happens all at once. Progress comes from staying. From watching. From continuing, even when the garden looks unchanged.

Today’s stories live right there — with people who kept going long enough for something living to answer back.

Today’s Garden History

1727 Nikolaus Joseph von Jacquin was born.

If you’ve ever wandered through a botanic garden and felt that quiet astonishment — how did all this get here? — Nikolaus is part of the answer.

In the 1750s, Schönbrunn, the imperial palace and garden complex in Vienna, was expanding its great glass rooms. Hothouses meant to hold the world. But a hothouse is only useful if you have plants to put inside it.

So Nikolaus was sent out — not as a tourist, but as a working naturalist and collector charged with filling those benches.

Five years. Tropical heat. Salt air. And a garden waiting back in Vienna, with glass rooms ready and empty.

When he returned, Nikolaus didn’t come back with dried specimens alone. He returned with living material — cuttings, roots, and seeds — small botanical promises, carefully packed to survive the long sea voyage.

Alongside them came shells, animals, and curiosities — the kind of cargo that turned an imperial garden like Schönbrunn into a living cabinet of wonder.

And then Nikolaus did the part that made his work endure. He wrote it down.

He named what he saw. Measured petals and stamens. Described leaf edges, sap, and scent. And he insisted that his records be beautiful.

Nikolaus’s illustrated books still feel vivid — not dusty, not remote, and not in black and white. His vibrant color choices land like they were painted yesterday. His books are portable gardens — pages you can open anywhere.

There was Selectarum Stirpium Americanarum Historia, where plants from the Americas were drawn in ink and pigment. Hortus Botanicus Vindobonensis, a record of rare plants grown in Vienna. And Plantarum Rariorum Horti Caesarei Schoenbrunnensis, a catalog of exotic plants flourishing behind glass at Schönbrunn.

His name lives on in the genus Jacquinia, a group of small evergreens valued for toughness and salt tolerance in warm coastal places.

Nikolaus also left the garden a spicier legacy by describing the habanero pepper, Capsicum chinense. The name suggests it came from China, but habaneros didn’t come from China at all.

That, too, is common in garden history: beauty and error traveling together, and still leaving us with something bright, living, and unforgettable.

1848 Hugo de Vries was born.

Hugo’s garden wasn’t meant to impress anyone. It was meant to answer a question.

When something new appears in nature — a new form, a new trait — does it arrive slowly, or all at once?

That question took root for Hugo after a chance observation near Hilversum, in an abandoned field, where he noticed evening primroses, Oenothera lamarckiana, that didn’t match the rest.

Some were taller. Some shorter. Some shaped differently — as if they’d stepped sideways out of the usual pattern.

He brought those plants home and began growing them deliberately.

What followed looked like an obsession from the outside. Row after row, year after year. In all, Hugo grew tens of thousands of plants, watching carefully for moments when inheritance seemed to change abruptly.

A dwarf where none should be. A giant where no one expected it. A red-veined stem. A leaf shape arrives fully formed.

He called these sudden changes mutations.

Through this patient work, Hugo helped restore something science had nearly lost — Gregor Mendel’s idea that traits are passed along in discrete units. Not blended. Not vague. But trackable.

Like Mendel before him, Hugo didn’t arrive at his conclusions quickly. It took season after season, trial after trial, watching plants long enough to be sure.

The breakthrough wasn’t dramatic. It was persistence made visible. A man watching a plant, refusing to call the difference a fluke, and giving the mystery a name.

Unearthed Words

In today’s Unearthed Words, we hear from David Austin, born on this day in 1926.

He once wrote:

“The perfume of roses becomes more than a fragrance. It is at once familiar and fleeting, a memory, a mood, a gentle companion to the day…”

Gardeners know how scent behaves. It doesn’t stay put. It moves. It catches.

And later — unexpectedly — it returns.

Book Recommendation

Secret Gardeners: Britain’s Creatives Reveal Their Private Sanctuaries by Victoria Summerley

This is a book of private gardens — not performances, not showplaces.

Places where very public people become private again. Sting and his wife Trudi, Jeremy Irons, Anish Kapoor, and Andrew Lloyd Webber, among many others.

The gardens are restorative. They quiet the mind rather than amplify it.

If February has felt heavy, this is a book that lets the eyes wander through living, imaginative, anchoring spaces — without leaving the couch.

Botanic Spark

And finally, here's something sweet to ignite the little botanic spark in your heart.

1911 Marie Clark Taylor was born.

Marie believed students should study living material — not just diagrams.

Plants on the table. Light on leaves. Feeling the texture. Hearing the crunch.

Her research focused on photoperiodism — the way plants use the length of day and night as a signal for when to grow and when to flower.

In simple terms, plants don’t just respond to light. They respond to time.

Marie worked with common garden plants, including scarlet sage (Salvia splendens), garden cosmos (Cosmos bipinnatus), and orange cosmos (Cosmos sulphureus).

What she showed was beautifully practical: more light isn’t always better. Sometimes, a shorter day length promotes better flowering.

Marie helped make visible what gardeners learn by staying attentive: timing matters. That attention matters. And that a common flower, given the right conditions, can change what we understand.

Final Thoughts

As we close the show today, remember: every story today shares the same quiet strength.

Nikolaus. Hugo. David. Marie.

None of them rushed into the garden. They stayed. They watched. They kept going.

That persistence — more than talent, more than luck — is what gardeners grow best.

So if you’ve had failures or think you have a brown thumb, congratulations. You’re just like every other gardener who ever learned anything worth keeping.

Thanks for listening to The Daily Gardener.
And remember, for a happy, healthy life, garden every day.