I think I’m making this post entirely because I’m in the mood to shop for hostas, feeling inspired having just picked up some for L (shopping for others is absolutely intoxicating.)
I’m telling myself I am making this post as an excuse to take inventory, learn names of the ones I’ve inherited, try to remember who is who, but primarily I keep using NH Hostas as a reference and I’m basically just shopping and thinking of hostas that I would like to buy and asking myself why don’t I grow June? Where is Brother Stefan? Shouldn’t I be growing ‘Dancing Queen’? Look at her. Just look at her.
When we first moved here in a fit of impressive ignorance we dug out hostas from the landscaping at the foot of the driveway. The bed still exists, having spent the last ten years hosting daffodils and poison ivy. More on that bed, and more on the poison ivy another time (poison ivy is having quite a year and fits in nicely with, well, *waves hands* everything else.)
Anyway, it took me time to appreciate hostas. Also foliage. Also texture. Also how to use light. Also how to use color to draw your eyes through a deep landscape. That said, I just killed two peach trees so I am not asserting unlimited expertise over here.
In any case, here’s the inventory, and I’m not running out tomorrow to buy Curly Fries because I have a little thing called self-control.
[Edit: I ran out and bought Dancing Queen and three more Sum and Substance. But it was for practical purposes not even a little bit because I needed a dopamine hit. I’m putting the S & S in with the blueberries because just try to survive *that* poison ivy, and Dancing Queen in the formal front landscaping that I have a weird relationship with because I’m basically redecorating an inherited space and between the Lilies of the Valley and the pachysandra my relationship with it is iffy.)]
ife out of plants, but hostas have worked their magic on me, despite the bunnies occasionally using them as a salad bar.
So