It annoys me when gardeners refer to one of my favorite of all daylilies as “ditch lilies,” as if to knock them a notch below the also apparently despised Stella D’Oros. So for the purpose of this post, let’s call them “common orange daylilies.”
I proudly consider my “common orange daylilies” to be the sentries of my garden and have posted a couple of times about how they let me know when the garden is ready to roll and when it’s winding down. One of the reasons I like them is because they simply do their thing and don’t require much from me.
But this year, many of the buds were hard and gnarled and then blackened and fell off without blooming. Like the rest of my garden, they were about six weeks later than usual, but I didn’t expect them to be damaged by the extraordinarily cold and gloomy Seattle spring (and now summer) because the plants are otherwise healthy and have always been happy in that spot and were just divided a couple of years ago.
I have been trying to ignore the entirely sucky lack of summer here, but you know it’s a bad year for gardening when even the “common orange daylilies” fail to deliver.
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