Re: Missing hostas

Hi Ann
 
As you don;t know what happened - perhaps it's too soon to give up?  I mean if they absolutely disappeared without a trace??? it's just possible the deer came back and pulled them straight out of the ground if they weren't very big or well rooted in... or I guess there is also the chance that being somewhat unknown in your area someone couldn't resist the temptation???  It's also possible that your landscaper, or rather one of his helpers, oversprayed with weed killer when tending the lawn -  Especially if that person wasn't familiar with hostas anyway - might even have 'cleaned up' (translation weeded them out) at the end of the season in the mistaken notion that they were dead annuals!  really, anything is possible.  It's quite strange that ALL of them are missing - you would think at least 2 or 3 would have made it. No?  I think I'd mention something to the landscape people about not clearing your flower beds in the fall, - just in case...
 
Helen
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From: a*@earthlink.net
To: h*@hort.net
Sent: Thursday, April 04, 2002 5:18 PM
Subject: Re: Missing hostas

Helen,
 
No, we didn't have a particularly rainy winter, but then I'm just learning Conroe.  We moved here in October a year ago and I have now seen the seasons rotate. You wouldn't think there was so much difference just 40 miles from Houston.  But there is.
 
My gardening up till now has been geared to keep things from burning up.  Well, here in the woods as it were, there's not enough sun for roses in the ground.  So I have them in pots that I shove around chasing the sun.
 
Hostas seemed like a good idea and they do take wonderful photos.  I never venture in the water one toe first.  I belly flop.  So of course I ordered everything I could find and stuck it in the ground.  And it all did well until the freezes began.  Where they went beats me.  I think perhaps intergalactic aliens.
 
It's not the money, it's the failure.  I hate it when plants die, but it's better if I can see them die and remove their little bodies.
 
You can't believe how astounded we were the night the deer came.  I didn't have hostas then, but the shade bed was awash in pansies and my Old English Sheepdogs were hurling themselves at the library window and swearing furiously.  They may have come since, but we didn't know it.  Conroe has been an experience.  Mostly nice.
 
And since this is most likely our final place, I'd better find something that will thrive and grow and come back every year.  My knees don't get up very well anymore.  They go down just fine.  I did so want hostas. Big, fat, many leaved hostas.
 
Ann James
 

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