Showing posts with label lilies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lilies. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Lilies and Daylilies

I'm allergic to the fragrance of lilies.  These flowers are so showy, and so aromatic!  It's no wonder that both my daughters-in-law used lilies in their weddings.  I love them also, but they must stay outside in the garden for me.  And no sticking my nose in for a good whiff.  At least not if I want to be able to breathe the rest of the day.  But that doesn't mean I don't adore them from afar.

Daylilies remind me of the country roads I grew up on. These lilies grew wild in the road ditches.  Daylilies are not true lilies, but in my mind they are all related.  Although their blossoms last only 1 day (hence their name), each stem blooms numerous times providing a constant show for about a month in mid-summer.  Even today there is a local country road I sometimes travel that sports a homemade sign that begs the local road crew "Please don't mow the lilies."  When the blooms are spent, the long reed-like leaves make a very nice backdrop to other plantings. Another positive of daylilies is that they grow so thickly with so many leaves that they crowd out any weeds.  A perennial that I don't have to weed - that's my favorite kind of plant!  A friend gave me a few tubers from her garden and they have worked wonderfully as a border plant at the back of my lawn.  I admit to not weeding them; they choke out competitors all on their own.

The true lilies grow from a bulb, but I still consider them perennial since I've never once dug up the few I have.  These lilies grow just a few tall stems with blossoms that impress all for about a week or so. They usually need staking because the blossoms are so large and make the plant top-heavy.  You can often smell these from across the yard.  I'd probably plant more than the few I have, if my respiratory system didn't object so.

These are the flowers that inspire me to aim for a close-up "artsy" photo.  I think they'd be a great subject for a painting... maybe this winter, when I'm dreaming summer.