No plant in my garden is more fun than the Willow-Leaved Sunflower (Helianthus salicifolius):
In certain spots, it’s close to 8 feet tall. In others, it’s tangled in a war with its neighbor. Or it’s bent at a 90 degree angle like the pic above. It’s multiplied like mad over the years and I allow it. Wherever it shows up is acceptable. It’s too dynamic to not let it do its thing.
In spring, the emerging foliage is twisty and dainty and frilly and airy and fascinating and I’m constantly asked about it. To get that level of interest in spring/early summer and then the mass of yellow blooms in mid to late summer is almost too good to be true.
As you probably know about me by now, I long for “wild” but desire and long for “order”. It’s a hell of a tightrope walk to strike the proper balance. I’m getting better at it, but it still keeps me up at night. It’s dumb, but also 100% true.
Willow-Leaved Sunflower tickles the devil over my left shoulder.
And pisses off the other holy dude over my right.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.