Description
The species will sometimes reach heights of 3 metres, though usually between 0.45 and 1.8 metres, and can branch out to 0.9 metres from upper parts of a solitary basal stem. V. nitens does not possess a lignotuber. The leaves are needle-like, but soft, and are uniform as either a stem or floral leaf. The branching arrangement is described as corymbose, whereby the terminus of the lower branches extend to the level of the upper ones; the habit is notably slender in this species. Combined with the 'corymb-like' arrangement of the compounded single flowers, the presentation of the numerous flowers is flattened to only slightly rounded. The bunched mass of flowers are sweet in scent and vary in colour from bright glistening heads whose petals are golden, to orange, to a lemon yellow colour, in the taller (3 metre) plants of the Gingin area. The style in this species of Verticordia unfurls to its full length after the flower bud opens, fern-like, rather than being folded or increasing its length afterward.
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