Volunteers are what my grandpa used to call plants that just show up, unplanned and unplanted, like tomato plants in the compost pile, or a seedling maple right where you wanted a mature tree someday. One of the fun things about a new house is the unexpected plants that pop up. I’ve not had a spring here in my new house, but I’ve been finding bulbs as I dig and I can only imagine.
This, though, was a pleasant surprise. It is some variety of Hosta, all of which grow really well in the shade, but these get a heavy dose of morning sun. There is a huge bank of them, and they are fragrant, which I didn’t know Hosta could be. Sort of a spicy smell. The plants have to be at least ten years old, maybe twenty, and they are gorgeous. Not really volunteers because someone planted them. But not me, and it was a beautiful surprise. They are going to be flowering for at least three more weeks. Heavenly!