Little Pink Flower

If you’re looking to make your garden especially girly, or perhaps just something along the lines of what the Pink Panther would have in his yard, consider planting a plethora of pink! Here are some flowers that you might want to consider:

Dahlia These gorgeous pink flowers give you a lot to choose from. You can get tiny two inch blooms, or blooms that are as large as a dinner plate! Colors vary, as does the shape of the bloom. You could plant an entire garden of pink dahlias and still find that your garden looks diverse.

Daisy My personal favorite, the pink daisy has no peer. It is the classic pink flower. I put them in a light green vase in the middle of my kitchen table whenever I can get them. You’ll make a lot of friends happy if you make a cutting garden of these delightful pink flowers!

Carnation Pink carnations are the classic pink flower. I love their sweet scent. Like daisies, they are great for a cutting garden.

Impatiens It is easy to find baskets of these tiny bright pink flowers for sale in the spring. Many of the baskets have mixes of light and bright pink. They are easy to care for, and will easily last all season with just a little care.

Poinsettia Update your Christmas! It doesn’t have to be all about red and green. Pink and green will give you a more updated look. Pink poinsettas are definitely modern and classy.

Tea Rose Nothing beats tea roses for elegance. I think of my mother-in-law whenever I see these sweet pink flowers. They make great bouquets, and add class to traditional arrangements.
Dogwood If you’re really serious about pink flowers, you’ll plant a dogwood tree! Then you’ll have pink for generations to come!

Here are some additional varieties of pink flowers that you can add to your collection:

Crabapple
Mountain Laurel
Weeping Cherry
Fressia
Peony
Lily
Bleeding Heart
Astilbe
Hydrangea
Larkspur
Hibiscus
Gladiolas
Pansy
Geraniums
Wisteria

Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.

To and fro they went
Thro’ my garden bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.

Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o’er the wall
Stole the seed by night.

Sow’d it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried,
“Splendid is the flower!”

Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.

And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.

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