Over at A Growing Obsession, Denise posted about her attempt to buy a hosta at her local zone 10 nursery. She lamented that they were disappointing, sad-looking things and came home with an astelia instead.
This got me thinking about my hostas. They are, after all, one of the perennials that we Northwest, Zone 8 gardeners can grow with little or no effort. Which is about how much effort I've put into mine this year. Yet in spite of my benign neglect, they look great right now.
I started out at Longview Ranch with a few hostas my sister was dividing. They turned out to be medium size and medium green. Not too exciting, but they thrived in the deep shade in front of our house and were lush and lovely all summer.
This year, my neighbors Shelly and Laurie gave me some variegated hostas when they divided theirs, so now I have a little variety.
They haven't started flowering yet (which is fine as I really have no interest in the flowers.) And they adore this wet weather we've been having. Although you can see a little slug damage on the hosta above, in general they've been remarkably untouched by the slimy hordes.
If I could change one thing about them it would be to know their cultivar names.
They are a pretty nice exchange plant though and I'm happy to have mine, named or otherwise. Next spring I'll probably be able to pass along some hosta divisions to another gardener.