I'm really fussy about flowers. I ADORE flowers but I have very particular and peculiar feelings about each and everyone I meet. Let me give you some examples:
I hate daffodils. In fact, I despise these flowers so much that it takes ALL of my willpower to NOT stomp down each and everyone I see. Willpower and fear of my neighbors that is.
Petunias are beautiful...until I think of the name. I never think of the name if I can help it. I call them Fluttery Flowers in my head.
Pansies are smug. I waver on these guys.
Tulips are divine. They are one of my favorites unless it is dark purple.
Irises. Ugh. Don't like irises at all. The white ones are somewhat bearable.
Salvia has the bonus of flowering all summer but rarely do I see it anywhere that it seems to fit.
I dislike most marigolds. Something about them just really bothers me. Especially those orange ones with red bits on them. But I the yellow ones are okay and I like their spicy scent.
I could keep going...but I won't. Maybe one more.
Roses. Pinks and Reds. Tree, bush, or climbing. I love them all so long as they have scent to them. Or if they are yellow. Nope, don't like yellow roses.
And then.
I was at the hardware store yesterday looking at flowers. In the midst of all these beautiful reds and pinks came a wonderful scent. But it belonged to none of the red and pink roses and finally I identified its source.
In the center of all of the showy pinks and reds were three scraggly rose bushes with dried and dying yellow roses on them. It couldn't be, I thought, but I leaned over to have a whiff. It was. There was nothing for it then but I buy one of these bushes with the ugly brown-yellow roses on them. I had to have that scent no matter what the flower looked like.
I brought the pitiful thing home and planted it. I trimmed off all the dead roses, leaving only a few buds left. I hoped they would flower but I didn't have much hope because the plant looked rather sickly.
Then look what I found this morning:
I am in love. With yellow roses. How could I ever thought they were ugly before? They are perfect bits of summer sunshine. I want an entire garden of yellow roses.
I might have to make a trip to bring home her siblings. =)
