Once I went to a hosta society meeting way out in the hills of the Ozarks. I went with Fay Coble who breathed the phrase "flowersarelifetome" as she shoveled mulch out of her truck when she was 84 years old. Here's one of the hostas from our time together. I miss her influence. She's gardening in heaven now
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Once I went to a hosta society meeting way out in the hills of the Ozarks. I went with Fay Coble who breathed the phrase "flowersarelifetome" as she shoveled mulch out of her truck when she was 84 years old. Here's one of the hostas from our time together. I miss her influence. She's gardening in heaven now
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I bet Fay would be so happy to see that hosta thriving in your yard!
Thanks Becky. I'm sure she would; she was a gardener extraordinaire!
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