Every day I am amazed that the deer have not-yet feasted on the hostas. Taken photo so that when the day comes and they are all inside a deer, I can still enjoy them...
The first cucumber!
Crocosmia...
... the first time I ever saw a crocosmia, it was a "volunteer" that somehow appeared in the back garden (aka 45degree wild hillside) in Fair Oaks. The next year, it was twenty. So some of the first bulbs (or are they corms?) bought for this garden were crocosmia of various shades of red and orange. I hope they will multiply prolifically.
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