It's a picture-heavy post, for which I do apologize, but the hostas were calling for attention last night. First up, though, is promise. I get positively giddy every year in anticipation of the balloon flowers. They truly do look at lot like this (oh, that's on my list of things to do*), except not so big and all purple. They've been spreading and my love only grows. They are utterly fascinating.
Weekend plans? Up in the air. (Heh.) It's possible that I'll be spending many hours in the car, which means that I ought to have a finished pair of Celtic Braid Socks, and possibly that Fixation + Bikini Top (= Fixini). (I can't help it -- it's like an affliction or a disease, a compulsion -- I have to give these things a catchy name!) The hold-up is locating free needles of the correct size and type.
The flowers: Campanula and Coral Bells. The Coral Bells always draw me in at the nursery, second only to hostas!
Blue Angel in the back, I'm not sure of the variety in the foreground (it sure is pretty, though!); Golden Tiara on the right.
Elegans; Francis Williams.
Sum and Substance.
Guacamole; and that same one I'm not sure of again.
Hosta Library is a fantastic resource. I think I link to them every time I post about hostas!
*My book club is reading The Next Thing On My List and we're all coming up with our own (shorter) lists to share at the meeting.