The daily Daylily chore

Summer is in full swing with roses past their peak but the time for daylilies and true lilies is now!  Lilies were a favorite until the red lily beetle arrived a few years ago.  Now the daily daylily chore involves searching for the fast moving bright red beetle and its eggs as well as the more


pleasurable task of removing the spent blooms from each evening before.  The hemerocallis (daylily) and the lilium (lily) are both from the Lilaceae family but the hemerocallis is distinguished by its blooms which last only one day.  Of course there are many other differences such as the foliage and the roots – bulbs/tubers.  Lilies are not my favorite anymore,( despite the fact that one of my favorite labradors of all time, my Lily Athena, was named for them), because I have had serious problems with them over the years.  But how can you resist

Hemerocallis 'Red Volunteer'

a plant like this?  Or this one, unnamed as it came in White Flower Farm’s packaging of discounted daylilies –

100 for a great price but no name.

Some will stop to smell the roses, but don’t discount spending time to pick the spent daylilies!


About Jayne on Weed Street

Wife, mother, and owner of pets much loved. Gardener of three decades, amateur photographer, ardent about art, antiques and books.
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2 Responses to The daily Daylily chore

  1. Tricia says:

    Lilies were one of my first real successes in gardening. Rubrums were my choice of cut flowers when I could afford them in New York, and they were the first things I planted when I finally had a flower bed. But some mysterious underground beast tore through the bed after a couple of years, taking nearly all of them, the trails emerging as the snow melted. We knew we’d be leaving, so I didn’t replant them but someday…


  2. Nell Jean says:

    Late in the evening just before dusk I go out and pick every daylily bloom, laying them gently in a basket and savoring each blossom. They go in the compost heap when I’m done, still lovely but starting to fade. Next morning, new blossoms open and there are no ‘soggy socks’ hanging on the scapes.


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