I think this is the first year since we had the Hosta Garden that the Hosta leaves turned color from the time of year, and not because of frost!
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The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
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Lucky you. Our Ohio deer love hosta so well ours just gets nibbled off. I'll check tomorrow see if they left any down in the woods...
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