When I first moved to Connemara, I quickly realized I had much to learn about the native plants that thrive in its rugged landscape. While I loved gardening, Connemara’s unique conditions—its wind, rocky soil, and damp climate—were new challenges for a Dublin lass. Fortunately, I found help in a local character named Seamus O’Malley, a retired schoolteacher and a walking encyclopedia of Irish flora. Needless to say, we met him in the pub over a Guiness or two in Lenane.
Seamus became my unofficial mentor. He overheard me talking about my struggles with the garden. He offered to visit and share his knowledge. True to his word, Seamus arrived a few days later, armed with a notebook and an infectious enthusiasm for the plants he loved. And a thirst for a whiskey or two…
One of the first lessons Seamus taught me was about the importance of working with the land rather than against it. He pointed out how plants like bog asphodel and lady’s bedstraw naturally adapted to Connemara’s conditions. He showed me where to find wild samples and how to cultivate them in my garden.
“You see, Ann,” he said, “these plants are survivors. They’ve lived through storms and droughts. If you give them a little care, they’ll reward you with beauty that’s perfectly suited to this place.”
Seamus also introduced me to fuchsia, which has become a mainstay of my garden. Its vibrant pink and purple flowers brighten even the gloomiest days (there are plenty). While it’s not native, fuchsia has become naturalised in Ireland and thrives in Connemara’s hedgerows. I didn’t immediately warm to the idea of non native species like fuchsia but it i’m now sold completely. They’re just glorious and will definitely be an addition to my Spanish garden in my house in Mijas.
With Seamus’ guidance, I gradually transformed my garden into a reflection of the surrounding landscape. The Ireland i love. My favourite corner features a patch of bog asphodel alongside hardy heather and wild thyme. It’s a constant reminder of how nature thrives when we respect its rhythms.
Seamus and I stayed in touch over the years, and I often think back to his advice. He taught me that gardening is so much more than just planting flowers and seeds, it’s about creating a connection with the land and honouring its history. Whenever I see a patch of lady’s bedstraw swaying in the wind, I smile and think of his words. Bless you Seamus.