Because I just ordered some... a post in praise of primulas.
These poor plants have a shocking reputation thanks to the frankly 'orrible gaudy-coloured polyanthus you can buy as spring bedding. For many people, they're firmly associated with the late 1970s, or with the kind of formal carpet bedding you see in municipal parks. I am not sure why they're so popular - you can buy acaulis varieties that are much nicer in form, feel and colour, but just as vivid and cheery. Sometimes I just want to stand in front of them in Homebase with cards for local nurseries that sell much nicer varieties.
But they are so much more lovely and diverse than this, and it's such a shame that so many brilliant varieties with so many lovely colours get overlooked in favour of versions that are not nearly as nice. There are literally HUNDREDS of types, many of which I'm only just starting to discover! (All recommendations very welcome!)
I can hardly pretend to be an arbiter of taste on this subject, however, as I have to admit, I have an utterly girly soft spot for Primula denticulata. They produce pompoms of tiny flowers in white, pink, or gorgeous purples, I find their candy-coloured lollipops hard to resist, much to the chagrin of my more modernist DH who rolls his eyes at my delight in them. I have to admit, there are less frou-frou ways of achieving the same effect. For a slightly larger but beautifully delicate flowerhead, the Primula farinosa with its tiny rosette of leaves, is a thing of beauty, and the Primula sieboldi with its beautifully divided or serrated petals and washed-out pastels has an almost ethereal quality in the spring.
DH prefers the candelabra/japonica primulas, with their taller and more statuesque beauty. These can have fierier colours, which I have to admit are absolutely stunning - my favourite is 'Miller's Crimson', which give a fantastic shot of purple when planted in a large group, but there are also some flame-coloured oranges. These primulas grow naturally on hillsides in China, and they can look terrific on a slope against azaleas or rhodos.
Some of the old, traditional varieties are well worth a look. I challenge anyone not to be charmed by the Elizabethan era 'Hose in hose' or 'Gold laced Jack in the green' - if only for the names! The later Victorian 'Gold laced polyanthus' has more petals than the Elizabethan version and the red/gold contrast here makes an even greater impact.
Then you've got the totally weird Primula vialli, with its pyramidal spikes of vivid purple and bright red. It wouldn't look out of place in Star Trek. Unfortunately, however, I've found that slugs are a big problem with this variety - I really struggle to grow it as a result. Auriculas, too, can be almost supernaturally coloured, like a strange photographic negative of a primrose: check out the green-edged show varieties or 'Prince John'. And some of the double forms are even more girly than my denticulatas.
All that said, though, the wild primrose takes some beating. Whose heart isn't lifted by that gorgeous, creamily soft yellow in a woodland on a sunny spring morning?? Sometimes nature just does it better than any plant breeder could.