I planted a whole slew of these in the garden this year because:
A) They are stunning, esp. the muli-colored variety, and (most importantly)
B) I loved the sound of the word coming out of my mouth on repeat as I wandered around the garden store.
I love it because it’s one of those words thats too good to be true: it sounds as if it were made up or means any number of things other than what it actually does. It’s a clunky yet somehow melodic name for a small decidedly elegant blossom.
Ranunculus, Ranunculus, Ranunculus. It’s a word that sounds just shy of nonsense. Speaking it aloud calls to mind a Harry Potter spell (“Ranunculus!”), and produces happy reverberations to the words rhinoceros, ridiculous and – another favorite word which is totally made up – “redunculous.”
So here’s to one of my favorite words. A pretty little flower, and so much more.