I hate hardy hibiscus

Tropical Hibiscus are one thing. They’re crisp and substantial and come in fruity sherbet shades that blend like a Key West sunset. But the hardy Hibiscus? If ever a species in a genus could be considered second rate, Hibiscus moscheutos would win the honor.
It hasn’t helped that so many plant breeders have been duking it out to introduce the one with the biggest flowers. And these breeders seem not to have noticed they’re all pink, for heaven’s sake. Call them what you will—‘Pink Princess’, ‘Bubblegum Beauty’, or ‘Rosiecopter’—they’ll all end their days like soggy blobs of Kleenex. 
And we all know how the most popular perennials have more than one season of interest. We’re lucky to squeeze a week’s worth of beauty out of a hardy hibiscus. With its hollow cups of seedpod precursors, beetle-bitten petals and poor posture, it resembles a crop plant that lacks not only intrinsic value but nutritional value.

Ok, so this one's red. I'm just sayin'...
It wasn’t enough just to dig this plant up and put it in a body bag, I wanted to somehow torture it for taking up space in my garden. What could be worse for a plant than to be ripped by the rubbery lips of a hungry deer? But guess what? The deer don’t like them either. So I was left with no choice but to give them to my neighbor. She seems to be avoiding me lately…

1 comment:

  1. Oh, Jean, Jean, Jean, contrare. Hardy hibiscus is a show stopper with magnificent plate-size blooms that last a month at my place. Bypassers stop and ask me what that awesome plant is. I'm just so thankful that the drunk that plowed into my porch Friday night didn't go through my hibiscus bed, or I would have been in that ambulance after him. Ha. It also won Best of Section at the Porter County Fair. Three cheers for hardy hibiscus from this end.