When I was a small boy my older sister, Ruth Anne, introduced me to jewel weed, also called touch-me-not (Impatiens capensis). It is an annual weed that grows is shady, moist areas and has small bright yellow and orange flowers. But the best part for a kid are the seed pods. Each little canoe-shaped pod is spring loaded with seeds, and when ripe, these pods can throw seeds several feet. Pick one, and it explodes in your hand. Guaranteed to make a child – or this old guy – laugh. Mind you, I try hard to eradicate 98% of the jewel weed I see in our gardens, but I leave a few at the edges to amuse and delight kids of all ages.
Fuzzy plants are great for getting visitors to smile. Right now I have a variety of burnet (Sanguisorba spp.) that is named ‘Lilac Squirrel’. If you are of a certain age, you may remember when bicycles sometimes were adorned with real squirrel tails on the ends of the handlebars. These flowers, a lovely pink-lilac color, hang down like those squirrel tails, hence the name. I always am delighted when I see them. They make me smile. As do pussywillows in the spring.
A shrub I grow next to my little stream is called buttonbush (Cephalanthus occidentalis). This full-sun to part shade shrub is a native, often growing in standing water in swamps – I just saw some in bloom down in Connecticut in the wild, but have never seen it up here, except in my garden. Why is it worthy of a giggle? When blooming it has one-inch spherical blossoms with many tiny white florets coming out of it, sort of like what I always imagined Sputnik to look like, with little antennae sticking out. You will want to touch it, sniff it. But it is not a handsome shrub most of the year. Although rated as a Zone 5 plant, for me it dies back to the ground most years in winter – even though we’ve been moved from Zone 4 to Zone 5.
and old rubber barn boots. She was not made to scare away crows (as her ancestors were), but for the fun of seeing her. Even when I knew she was there, she was real enough to startle me early in the morning. Which then made me laugh at myself. She went traveling to the Tunbridge, Vermont “World’s Fair” in the late 1990’s and won Best in Show in the scarecrow competion, though she declined to brag about that. She has long been retired. A good scarecrow is always three dimensional, not just some clothes hung on a pole and a cross bar.
So what whimsy might you add to your garden? I remember when pink plastic flamingoes were popular on front lawns. Then they became passé. Recently I saw a few poking their noses out of a field of tall grass – and had a chuckle. Yard sculpture can be almost anything. I have a rusty toy truck from the 1940’s sitting atop a stone wall. I like seeing it there, and have had nice comments about it from visitors.
Forget-Me-Nots (Myosotis sylvatica). I have these blooming now by the hundred everywhere I look, sun or shade. These lovely low-growing blue (or sometimes pink or white) flowers self-sow bountifully. They prefer rich moist soil and will do well in sun or shade. Because they come back from seeds so easily we let them bloom, then often pull them out like weeds to plant something else.
Swamp milkweed (Asclepias incarnata). Related to ordinary milkweed, this likes moist soil and full sun. Unlike the wild one, this does not send runners out and spread by root. Mine get 3- to 5-feet tall, and come in pink or white. Readily available at garden centers.
‘Henry Eiler’ Rudbeckia. One of the latest flowers I grow. Petals are distinctive: they have space between each one, like missing teeth. Tall, often 6-feet or more. Needs to be staked early, or perhaps cut back in early June to reduce height. Blooms past frost. Full sun, rich moist soil.