I am not a gardener. I never professed to have a green thumb. The only thing I am guaranteed to do is kill plants. That's why you'll only find fake ones in my home. But many years ago, I met a wonderful Michiganite who had been transplanted in Kentucky, and she told me to try hostas. "You won't kill hostas." I ordered ten hostas by mail. I didn't even know what kind I was getting. (I still don't know what kind they are. I actually tried to look it up to see what kind I have, but there are too many different ones! So I just distinguish them by color.) My friend was right. I didn't kill those hostas. They have grown & multiplied over these past 6 years.
My little "garden" is a work in progress. I'm not sure what good it is to take an "after" picture when you've forgotten to take "before" pictures, but there you have it. Grace helped me dig up the "odd ball" hostas & replant them in the front yard a couple of days ago. We moved all the matching "green with light green edges" to the back of my planter, and then I planted flowers on Friday. So I'm still not the best gardener, but at least I'm doing better than I was 6 years ago. :)
