There was a time when I didn't care for hostas. I couldn't understand what all the fuss was about. They are just . . . leaves. Would you believe there is actually a national hosta society? With local chapters? How could anyone get that excited about foliage? Then I started reading garden blogs. Among the photos posted on those blogs were hostas. Not botanical specimens. Not glossy catalog photo shoots. But actual plants in actual landscapes. I started to appreciate their beauty and their usefulness in the garden. I have a lot of shade in my yard so I began to acquire hostas.
I added them to my gardens for the attractiveness of their foliage, but it's their flowers that I have fallen in love with.
Who could resist these delicate purple stripes?
The Happy Hosta is putting on an exuberant display.
These are my new favorites. I see them all over. These are growing in the Tribute Garden at Rutgers Gardens.
I love reading garden books written a century or more ago. One difficulty that I often face is that flowers are frequently referred to by their common names. Since common names vary by region and country, I'm at a loss sometimes to identify the flowers I'm reading about. For years, I wondered what a "Plantain Lily" was. Turns out that it's a hosta. In emphasizing the foliage, we seem to have lost appreciation for the flowers of the hostas.