In 1975, I was given a gift of a blue hydrangea. It was love at first sight. As I explored the genus, my passion grew. A few years later, I learned I was not alone; many gardeners share my addiction. By 1994, I was convinced that the world's perfect shrub deserved a plant society to celebrate and explore its versatility.
Penny McHenry · 1925-2006
Founder of the American Hydrangea Society
It is with deep respect and humility that I report my recent inheritance of an adolescent hydrangea shrub. It belonged to my mother-in-law, who has tended it carefully for at least a decade.
|Nevermind all that overgrown Bermuda grass. The summer blooms that grow on this plant are stunning!|
I'll admit that this isn't my first hydrangea. I've purchased several small ones over the past 20 years, but promptly killed them.
And from what I've been told, I ended up with this precious hand-me-down ... because no one else wanted it?