“Don’t you think Daisies are just the HAPPIEST flower?” (guess the movie)
I like daisies a lot. I don’t like them THAT much. Their sturdy and bright and happy but I often feel like daisies are the kind of flower that if given the ability to talk would just giggle and sigh. Come on. Not a lot o’ brains in there. Of course…I am talking about a flower here…(come on, Val)
But the Painted (freaking) Daisy…now there is a different story.
These Emo, eye-liner and body piercing beauties are annuals unlike their giddy perennial cousins. So you’ll have to buy them again and again every year but come on…it’s worth it. And they are inexpensive.
They bloom all summer in so many different colors. They have the most natural and striking beauty about them unlike Gerber Daisies which look like they are silk or plastic even when they are real. Yeah I said it. Gerber Daisies are some of my LEAST favorite flowers. I realize I’m offending more than half the people who read this blog. It’s nothing personal. It’s plants! But, I mean, how can anyone like a flower that has the same name as a can of mushed up turkey and lentil baby food? How?!
Painted Daisies eat Gerber Daisies for breakfast and then spit them out cause they taste gross.
But I digress.
Painted Daisies are a great way to brighten up your garden no matter how big. They are lovely for window boxes or potted gardens. All you have to do to keep them blooming all summer is a little deadheading and that is easily done by snipping the buds and bringing them inside for further enjoyment.
So consider this diamond in the rough for your garden. It’s like the black sheep, the underdog, the magical misfit of a family full of super perfect, happy-all-the-time-because-I-got-my-nose-done flowers.
In other parts of my world: Had my tooth capped last night (temporary) and it feels like they put a giant’s tooth in there. I seriously can’t believe anyones teeth are that wide. And I thought I had pretty sizable teeth. whew. Evidently not.