I was in conversation on a walk the other day and was asked what my favorite flower was. I listed off 5 or 6 in rapid succession and then just as rapidly, the same amount of those that I don't like. These are geraniums that I took a picture of at the gardens one morning on a walk with my mom. I guess I can palate these geraniums.
Flowers I do like, Tulips (Around my birthday bought from a store but not when they bloom in spring. Novelty in February, over it by May.), Blue/Purple Delphiniums (They are almost ready to bloom at my house--yay!), red, red, red poppies....no, wait, I lie. I like poppies in generally--they are one of my favorites, but especially poppies. Peonies, also ready to bloom. Butterfly Weed, the orange variety. Purty. Hollyhocks, but only the old fashion single bloom, not the double hybrid one (It looks too much like a carnation or mum.) Oh and lilacs (love the smell). And lavender. And lilies of the valley. Cosmos are fun because they look like a flower that a kid would draw.
Flowers on my Not Love List: Geraniums (everyone has them...), carnations, mums, marigolds (stink-eee.), most roses, petunias, impatiens (worked at a garden center and spent my days dead heading those buggers. Not fun.), lilies (stinky and funeral-ly.), and day lilies but not because they stink...because everyone has them. Oh, and anything I can easily kill. I lust for the positive reinforcement of a plant in my care successfully living to see another day of sun and potential overwatering by moi.
I am a picky gardener. One area where I am not wishy-washy in the least.
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