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Daylily season

May is daylily season in my garden and now that the month is winding down, many of them are in their glory. Don't ask me their names - they are lost in the mists of history or in my chaotic garden records.




















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  1. CarmenMay 30, 2017 at 3:32 PM

    Oh, they are gorgeous! Do they last?

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    1. Dorothy BordersMay 30, 2017 at 5:17 PM

      Each blossom only lasts a day - thus, DAYlily. But each plant has multiple buds that can bloom over a period of weeks.

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  2. peppylady (Dora)May 30, 2017 at 5:10 PM

    how pretty. Our Iris are in bloom now

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    1. Dorothy BordersMay 31, 2017 at 10:44 AM

      I love iris, too. I'm hoping my butterfly iris will give me another good season of blooms this year as it did last year.

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  3. SnapMay 30, 2017 at 5:32 PM

    Beautiful! My Mini Pearl is getting ready to bloom. Seems like I just place this order and now they are going to bloom. I ordered from Oakes, the company Susan Brownmiller used for her daylilies on her balcony in NY. Oakes has an amazing selection and I was very pleased with each plant (HUGE).

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    1. Dorothy BordersMay 31, 2017 at 10:42 AM

      'Mini Pearl' - gotta love that name! I've never ordered from Oakes, but thanks for the heads-up. I'll add them to my list.

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  4. JayneMay 30, 2017 at 6:12 PM

    Wow - you have some real beauties, Dorothy!

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  5. Judy KruegerMay 31, 2017 at 10:09 AM

    They are so beautiful. I am going to come back and look at them several times today.

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  6. Nancy WinieckiMay 31, 2017 at 2:35 PM

    Lovely, Dorothy! I also used to have detailed maps with all the names but time disrupts all that, so I don't remember many names either. Here it is iris, rose, and rhododendron season, only the Lemon lilies are blooming, at least I always know what they are. The daylilies should start soon.

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    1. Dorothy BordersMay 31, 2017 at 3:44 PM

      Sloppy record-keeping is the bane of my gardening experience, but I enjoy the blooms even when I don't know their names.

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  7. Merrily MclaughlinApril 20, 2023 at 9:26 AM

    As a passionate gardener, I'm always looking for new ideas and inspiration for my own garden. Your blog is a great resource for me, and I really appreciate all the helpful tips and advice you share.

    Your blog was such an incredible help to me! Knowing that I have reliable sources to draw from is immensely comforting. Then, you suggested some excellent possibilities for plants which actually work in lower light conditions – and it changed everything!

    If anyone reading this is also looking for great flowers, I highly recommend checking out Merrilily Gardens. They have a fantastic selection of daylillies for every kind of garden, and their customer service is top-notch.

    And if you're in the Woodstock area, definitely get in touch with them about bulk daylilies. I recently ordered a bunch for my own garden, and they're absolutely stunning!

    Thanks again for all the great content you share here. I'm looking forward to your next post!

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