I’ve never liked pink. Okay, there are pink flowers that I love like my Pink Double Knockout roses and a slew of daylilies in coral and raspberry and another half dozen variations of pink. But I’m still not fond of it outside of my gardens. When I was young and my hair was a very coppery auburn, I decided that it and pink were a bad combination. My mother agreed and, alas, decided I should wear Kelly green – a lot of Kelly green. I’m not really fond of Kelly green either. Anyway, I digress.
There is at least one truly good use for pink – Pink Days, when the growers of Invincibelle® Spirit hydrangeas and of Pink Ribbon™ plants join forces with garden center customers nationwide to raise a goal of $1 million for the Breast Cancer Research Foundation. Weston Nurseries has chosen Saturday, July 30th for its first-ever Pink Day.
This scourge has probably touched, if only with a glancing blow, most American families. My own escape isn’t very dramatic. About a decade ago a surgical procedure parted me from a relatively minor chunk of flesh – all in a good cause, as they say – and I was given a clean bill of health. But I still remember the panic, the leaden obedience in reading pamphlets and making appointments and signing papers, and trying to think nothing at all while waiting for my turn with the surgeon. And then, luckily for me, the actual joy of finding out my biopsy was okay.
I don’t wish that experience on anyone but, if it has to be so, I want to know that the medical world is actively working at making it less threatening and, perhaps one day, always survivable. I’d be happier than I’ve ever been working in my gardens. That’s a lot of happy. So, I will think pink.
For more info on Pink Day and the BCRF, check out www.bcrfcure.org