Okay, I’ll admit it. I’m a lazy gardener.
- I plant perennial whenever possible.
- I planted a twenty foot line (and growing) of strawberries along a walkway just so I wouldn’t have to weed whack it.
- I’ll start with a plant rather than from seed so I don’t have to transplant.
- When I do use seeds I just sprinkle them casually about, dust off my hands and walk away. Is it any wonder I have trouble remembering what and where I planted?
Last year my mom kept asking me, “Do you want these day-lilies in my yard?”
“Oh, yes, I would love them!” I said several times and always found reasons why that particular weekend would not work. I really wanted the day-lilies, but I didn’t particularly feel like doing a lot of digging. I guess I kind of hoped she would dig them up and bring them down to me. Then at least I would be under the obligation of planting them, but I wouldn’t have spent all my energy getting them out of the ground and down south.
I think she finally caught on. She came down on a Saturday afternoon and picked my daughter up for an overnight visit. This ensured that I would be coming up north (she lives up near the airport, about 45 minutes away from me) the next day to pick the kiddo up. And since we keep the car seat in the van, there would be plenty of room for boxes and BOXES of daylilies.
When I arrived on Sunday morning she asked me what my plans were for the day. “Nothing much,” I replied.
And that’s when she pounced, “Great! We can dig up all the day-lilies!” What followed was two straight hours of sweating and digging as I fought with the roots of an overhead tree to extract the daylilies from their grasp. In all, I ended up with EIGHT boxes full of day-lilies before I completely rebelled.
“But there’s still some left!” my mother had a gloating grin on her face. Small wonder, she was imagining how long it would take me to plant all of the darned things.
“I don’t have room for any more. That’s it!” Ten minutes later a ninth box was squished into the van in the front passenger seat. Ugh, so much work to do!
Unfortunately, I only managed to plant half of the boxes over the next two months before winter set in. The rest migrated to a spot in the garage where they sat until this morning. I noticed that some had begun to sprout, undeterred by my harsh, neglectful treatment.
Little did they know that more would be in store for them! This morning I spied the boxes and realized I really needed to get them out of the garage. They made a wall of ugly and the cardboard boxes were beginning to buckle and disintegrate.
One box near the lemon balm
So…I dumped them out in strategic locations throughout my yard. By the weekend I will have some dirt over them, although, really, day-lilies are so hardy they will root into and through the grass on their own.
Obviously this isn’t the best solution.It will take a couple of years before the day-lilies really look good. When that happens, look out, there will be gorgeous red and red-orange flowers popping up in all corners!
You see, sometimes, it’s okay to be lazy in your garden. Sometimes lazy just works.
p.s. And if you want to try a little adventure…or re-visit your ancestral roots, try the following recipe. Day-lilies were brought to the U.S. by colonists as a food source. So…they look pretty AND you can eat them too. How cool is that?
Here is the link to a bunch of great day-lily recipes: http://www.poppainc.org/pdfs/Daylily_recipes.pdf
And another cool link on eating day-lilies: http://articles.sfgate.com/2005-04-09/home-and-garden/17368884_1_daylily-blossoms-soups-harvest
Enjoy!