Daffies and Hazels, not Stellas
I usually try not to tell people what to do in their gardens, but there is one plant I truly hate and I will straight up tell you NO.
You might have this plant. It is an easy plant to grow. It has vibrant color. It is cheap. ...but it is SO UGLY.
You might have this plant. It is an easy plant to grow. It has vibrant color. It is cheap. ...but it is SO UGLY.
Here is the thing: There is a time for gold in the garden.
That time is early spring. When the winds might still blow and the snows might still come, everyone hungers for some sunshine. Rising up out of the mucky soil are daffodils and crocus, forsythia and hazels, little bulbs and big bushes, all clamoring to sing SPRING IS HERE! They give us sunshine when the air is still cool and promise more to come. The yellow peers out from behind tangles of brown, declaring the winter truly over and gone.
That golden color is everything in the early spring.
Once summer arrives, that gold is as old as 1970's Harvest Gold.
Once summer arrives, the heat pounds down and we are no longer looking for sunshine. We cannot help but be bathed in it. Instead, we seek a little coolness in the garden. Whites, blues, purples and fields of green do the trick. Gold just seems to glare at us under the harshness of a summer sky, reminding us to get back inside to our air conditioned hovels. Do you know which plant decides to scream in gold every summer?
You have seen them before, I am sure.
They are the plant of Cracker Barrels and mall parking lots.
They hang out around mailboxes and fill bare spots around foundations.
They are as ugly as sin.
If you must grow a d'oro, please get a purple one, ok?
Until then, let's celebrate the bright and light yellows of glorious spring daffodils, shall we?
Until then, let's celebrate the bright and light yellows of glorious spring daffodils, shall we?
