I've added two pods to the "online seed catalog" post, showing parentage. I'm now up to twelve ripe pods with what appear to be viable seeds, and three more to go. I can afford to be lavish in gifting seeds to my friends, with the exception of that first pod, which I'll share but in small quantities as it's the only one with a cross from the Class of 2009 AND it was "born" the same day as my great grandson.
I don't think I have mentioned (yet) the two plants that did not survive the winter outside this year. The first (three plants, actually) was a lovely blue-green hosta given to me by the owner of a Connecticut bed and breakfast in 2001. It had grown and I divided it into three plants, which I put in with a potted curly willow. I think that a late snow caused too much water in the pot after it had sprouted and I found rotted shoots.
The second gives me decidedly mixed feelings: the Aunties' Rose. I think I may have had the last piece of it to remain in the family, although I need to check with the niblings. It hasn't come back. The loss of a family heirloom is vexing. On the other hand, as roses go it was fugly.

I don't think I have mentioned (yet) the two plants that did not survive the winter outside this year. The first (three plants, actually) was a lovely blue-green hosta given to me by the owner of a Connecticut bed and breakfast in 2001. It had grown and I divided it into three plants, which I put in with a potted curly willow. I think that a late snow caused too much water in the pot after it had sprouted and I found rotted shoots.
The second gives me decidedly mixed feelings: the Aunties' Rose. I think I may have had the last piece of it to remain in the family, although I need to check with the niblings. It hasn't come back. The loss of a family heirloom is vexing. On the other hand, as roses go it was fugly.
