A couple of years or so ago the plant in the corner outside our kitchen window died. The area was mostly shady and tended to get dripped on from the gutter above, so to fill it quickly we bought a healthy-looking hosta. It grew and grew and we kept moving it further out from the corner. By July last year this host was taking over and almost meeting a nearby rhododendron.
So in January we moved the rhododendron and paved a whole new section (https://greenwritingroom.com/2014/02/26/the-garden-moves/). Meanwhile the tub looked all small and innocent.
Then a few cracks appeared on the surface and great spikes broke through. After a week or so we had this.
I thought we had been exaggerating the space it needed. Then it expanded a bit.
And a bit more.
I began to move the tub out a little further each day.
We may have to move out of the kitchen next; it is certainly planning to move in through the window.
I love plants but my wife don’t want me to touch them.
I have enough addictions to cope with.
I love your posts on flowers even if I don’t comment much on them.
Thank you. I understand completely. I have the same problem, both about how to give everything I love doing a share of my time, and which ones to blog about.
Did you read my post about My Teacher’s Pet Awards?
Just been there and read the Notes to Ponder post which was really beautifully written.
I just want you to remember this.
Geez. I would be careful with that one. Have you contacted the army? 😉
I am building the barricades! Next year I am expecting it to walk off with the pot.
My limited experience with hostas suggests they are much loved as food by slugs and snails.
Ah, but you put them in a pot and they are out of reach of the little blighters… until, of course, they grow so big that their leaves trail on the ground.
OMG! Its a triffid. I wonder what lurks within. We live in the tropics and they don’t grow that well here, Hilary. A monster indeed.
I’ve given it no care or attention for three years and I feel it must run out of food or water or simply root space soon, but I shall probably give in and feed it if it starts to wilt.
oh oh – I am in trouble….I just planted 8 – as a border in the front of my house, 4 on each side of my steps…I may need to add on an additional door to get in and out of my house!!! lol Can you see the headlines now….woman found inside house that was swallowed up by the monster hostas growing in her front yard, she was found with her hands still on her computer keyboard!!!! 😀
Well, the final scenario will depend on which kind they are. I have many in the ground that behave perfectly normally and I never knew there were giant hostas until this one took off. Better look at the labels…
I guess I can hope for the best..I did not realize how many different ones there are…time will tell. I am a newbie with gardening so I am sure it is going to be interesing!
Why does “Little Shop of Horrors” come to mind? –Curt
I had to look this up as I never saw the film/musical, but you are probably on the right track and it will demand to be fed as soon as it gets through the kitchen window.
It’s a fun movie Hilary. I recommend it. 🙂 –Curt
It’s invasive but it’s beautiful. 🙂
I know, I admire it every day, and when it has rained, the great drops of water on the leaves are stunning, I just hope it doesn’t outgrow the little yard.
OMGosh, Hilary!! What green thumbs you have! Isn’t that absolutely phenomenal?!?! Is this shade only?
It actually gets quite a lot of sun first thing in the morning, but it is shaded the rest of the day. The green thumbs are deceptive, apart from a little water in dry spells, this hosta just grows whatever I do. It doesn’t like high winds very much, especially in early spring when the leaves are still so fragile.
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Another great lesson in accepting the bare patches in our life, because something always come to fill it up. Like a grand daughter. http://wp.me/p5rgVm-hS
Indeed, what a perfect answer. Love the photo of your granddaughter.
I damn well missed this ! – and it DELIGHTS me !!! 😀
It was a source of great fun. I wish I had photographed the earth as it cracked the crust to send up the first spikes – it was quite sinister. This year the surface is covered in bark.
Well mulched, then. Noble woman !
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