Can “Donald Duck” be a Legacy of Love?

You bet, when Donald Duck is a tulip!

Melissa Gouty
Garden Glory

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A single, orange and yellow Donald Duck tulip.
A lone, Donald Duck tulip in the Gouty Gardens. Photo: Melissa Gouty

One solitary tulip remains…

My dad loved to plant things. He would walk around his yard every day, surveying his trees and flowers, reporting at the dinner table on the progress of each.

When I grew up and had a house of my own, Daddy would gift my husband and me with garden gifts. When Bill and I built our first home together, Daddy arrived with a baby lilac bush as a housewarming surprise.

Shortly after, Daddy arrived with another garden gift. That fall when he visited, he brought with him a half dozen “Donald Duck” tulip bulbs that we planted around an ornamental cherry tree. That was twenty years ago.

Every spring, those six little bulbs would produce happy flowers. They’d pop up and encircle the weeping cherry tree. It was a beautiful sight, those pale pink blossoms flowing down over the brilliant fire-and-sunshine colors of “Daddy’s” tulips.

Eight years ago, we downsized. We moved from the “big house” into a smaller house on the same property, originally built for Bill’s mom who had passed. Bill, a man who loved plants and flowers as much as Daddy, dug up those Donald Duck tulip bulbs before we left, transporting and transplanting them into our/their new home.

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Melissa Gouty
Garden Glory

Writer, teacher, speaker, and observer of human nature. Content for HVAC & Plumbing Businesses. Author of The Magic of Ordinary. LiteratureLust and GardenGlory.