Monday, May 2, 2011


There are few  perennials as  forgiving than hellebores. Fewer yet are as welcome a sight when cold  and windy  April  make one wonder if spring will ever come. Mine are a little miracle. They nestle against a rocky outcrop and under a huge Cecille Brunner rosebush where they thrive through no effort of my own. deer leave them alone and so do insects. What is not to like?

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