Who remembers making daisy chains as a child? I certainly do – and it feels like a different lifetime now. I can still picture the clump of Shasta daisy my mom grew in the border, always a little too enthusiastic, leaning over the lavender in front like it had plans of its own. And honestly, it probably did.
There’s something about growing Shasta daisies – a childhood favorite perennial – that is incredibly pleasing. That simple, open face feels oddly familiar – almost human. It’s why so many of us are still drawn to them in the garden without really thinking about it. And when people ask me about the best Shasta daisies, I always end up coming back to the same answer: the classic, reliable forms that just get on with it, year after year, without fuss.
