This is the time when the newly emerged hostas look their freshest (“June Frost,” below)—no slug damage, leaves torn by the sprinkler, or other signs of wear yet. It’s also the weekend of our annual art festival, which brings “sunshine artists” from far and wide into my neighborhood.
You’d be surprised at how many garden-related items are sold at this thing: trellises, stands, tillandsia in pottery holders, humorous signage, and more. I have long threatened that whenever I mastered hypertufa or leaf casting, I would set up my own yearly stand.
But someone’s beaten me to it; right behind our alley, there’s a leaf art seller who makes casts of every type of leaf. Some of them are oil lamps, some are fridge magnets, some support glass tables, and others are made to hang on the wall.
He uses a concrete mixture that he keeps a secret. I’m not sure I like the colors, but maybe he’s right to forget about a natural look. Regardless, he’s better than I ever hope to be. Maybe I should go for the hypertufa. On the other hand, I did not notice him selling a lot of these.