Don’t you just love Spring—the scent of mowed grass and rain-soaked streets, birds waking you up way before the alarm clock, the excitement of new life and possibilities, the flower-power kaleidoscope of color? But don’t forget the ominous side of blooms on display. You think that daffodil is harmless? Or the daisy an innocent blossom created to merely admire? Superstition says otherwise. Let’s take a look at a few of the more sinister weeds of glorious Spring.
Snowdrops – those pristine, early bloomers marking Spring’s arrival have a bad reputation. They love to infest graveyards. Not too surprising superstition advises never to bring a snowdrop into your house. Unless you like dead things. Some think they have the power to addle eggs too. So think twice about picking a wild snowdrop, especially from a cemetery. But you wouldn’t be wandering around gravestones picking flowers anyway, would you?
The magical daisy. Never mind the “he loves me, he loves me not” superstition. I can tell you for real that particular ceremony doesn’t work. At all. But if you want to know if you’re going to die from a disease, grind it up with wine. Or hey, if you’re looking for a reason to drink, try it out. Drink it. If you vomit, you’re a goner. Dream of daisies during fall or winter, bad luck’s coming your way. Predict how many years of freedom you have left by picking a handful of daisies with your eyes closed. Count the blossoms and that’s how long you have before getting the ol’ ball and chain. And if you want a preview of your future tormenter-by-marriage, put daisy roots under your pillow. You’ll dream of him (but sometimes ignorance is truly bliss).
Ah, the colorful crocus. Its rumored to be an aphrodisiac and the legend of its origin sexy. Zeus and Hera made mad, passionate love on a bank, so intense the bank beneath theme exploded into crocuses. Hot, huh? But every part of the crocus is toxic (for those of you looking to get rid of your deadbeat boyfriend) and plucking one is bad luck.
Sure, daffodils look bright and cheery. They light up a hillside like sprinkles of sunlight. They kill chickens. Yep, that’s right. Daffodils are the enemy of the Easter bunny. Bring a single daffodil indoors, then only one chick will hatch from a clutch of eggs. But 13 daffodils inside is okay (lucky number, I guess). And whatever you do, don’t watch a daffodil wilt. Bad ju-ju there. But if your BFF gets together with your ex and invites you to their wedding, be sure to go. With a bunch of daffodils as a special gift. They’ll never know what hit them.
What’s your favorite spring flower? Do you know it’s dark secrets? Or have you fallen victim to its facade of innocence?