Every Wednesday, I hope to find a new ‘weed’ to investigate. My only criterion will be that I will not have deliberately planted the subject of our inquiry. Who knows what we will find…..
Dear Readers, when winter comes it’s such a surprise to find anything in flower. What does this Hogweed think that it’s doing? There are no flies to pollinate it, and the ground would be too cold and hard for seeds to germinate anyway. But there it is, in full bloom, with some little green buds ready to burst forth once the main flower has done its stuff.
Hogweed is the smaller cousin of giant hogweed, which I wrote about here. The flowers are said to smell like pigs, and there is a theory that this is what attracts the flies that are its main pollinators, though the scent was too faint for me to pick up when I gave them a sniff. The species name, sphondylium, means ‘vertebrae’, and is supposed to be because the stem resembles a backbone, though this wasn’t obvious to me. I’m assuming that the spine condition spondylosis comes from the same root word.
The individual flowers of the hogweed remind me of happy sailors wearing bell-bottomed trousers. The flower heads are known as umbels, and are flat-topped, providing lots of space for hoverflies and other members of the family. There is one specialist pollinator known as a picture-winged or celery fly (Euleia heraclei), and what a gorgeous little critter it is! The males display on the surface of the hogweed leaves, gyrating their multi-coloured wings and hoping to attract a lady friend. However, the hogweed is a member of the carrot family, and any resultant celery fly offspring are, as the name suggests, pests of vegetables which are part of the same family, such as celery and parsnips.
Like many native plants, hogweed has a variety of rather charming vernacular names: Eltrot, Caddy and, my personal favourite, LImperscrimps. In Flora Britannica, Richard Mabey reports how it has been used in childrens’ games: sometimes the stems are used as swords, and other times those hollow stems were turned, with some ingenuity, into water guns.

Russian borsch – a soup with as many different recipes as there are people who make it (Photo Three – credit below)
Unfortunately, if you search the internet for hogweed, nearly everything that you find will relate to its giant cousin, which is a much more tabloid-worthy plant. I am just pleased to find something in flower on these grey, windy, cold days. Let’s take comfort in the fact that the winter solstice will soon be here, and then the days will start to get longer again, almost imperceptibly at first. Then, one day we will leave work at 5 p.m. and it will be light outside, and the great axis of the year will have turned one more time. In the meantime, let’s make the most of soup, and slippers, and hot water bottles, the true pleasures of the season.
Photo Credits
Photo One (celery fly) – By Martin Cooper from Ipswich, UK (Celery fly (Euleia heraclei)) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
Photo Two (hollow stem) – By Frank Vincentz (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)], via Wikimedia Commons
Photo Three (borsch) – By Brücke-Osteuropa – Own work, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=7284301
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Fascinating blog as usual!
Thank you Daisy x
Really interesting facts Vivienne, I love hogweed best when it’s no longer in flower and has those wonderful sculptural seed heads.
Me too, Andrea…
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