These foxgloves are descendants those planted in my great-grandmother’s garden, probably in the nineteen-teens. No one seems to know the origin of the name.

I was going to name this post “Urticating hairs,” but as far as I know nothing is urticating about foxgloves…nettles, however, yes. And, no, I do not remember seeing any form of urticating before today. Such a fine word, too.

This entry was posted in personal on Tuesday, 5 July 2016 at 9:54 pm.
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