This all began after a wild dash for the train when we, Frances, Gail, Tena and I, headed out to Barbara's house to join some others for a tour and dinner to kick off the Spring Fling. Barbara's dear husband came to the station to give us a ride to their home. Since we caught the last express train out to Barbara's house we were some of the last to arrive. Shortly after we arrived Barbara conducted a mini tour of Squirrelhaven. There was so much to see.I was a little disappointed that we had such a short time to try to take in all of her lovely garden.
In the deepest shade of her garden grew a huge tall hosta named 'Krossa Regal'. I was so enamored of it in Barbara's garden as it stood up to be noticed and looked so healthy. I mentioned this to Barbara and she said I could have a piece of it. I thought it was forgotten in the mad dash to the restaurant where we had a delightful dinner. So many ladies, so much talk.
Then we departed from the restaurant with Rose, Beckie for the ride back to town, which I want to thank Rose and Beckie for the comfortable ride back to town. But no, Barbara didn't forget. The next event that we attended she came waltzing into the crowd with a huge hunk of the 'Krossa Regal' for me. In my minds eye I could see her dashing for the train hefting along this huge hunk of hosta brushing by passengers. I am sure the train passengers had a good story to tell about the little lady with the huge plant galloping onto the train, hosta flying as the train was about to pull away.