Where in the heck did I plant that...

One of the problems that comes from being a gardener that relies on serendipity is that in general, there is no plan. And when there is no plan, sometimes important pieces of information get lost. I stumbled across an instance of this tonight.

The story actually does start out with a plan. It is spring, my bulbs are up, and this actually is the best time to start planning for next years spring display, because I can take notes on what worked (I love the hyacinth and blue chionodoxa together, more please!) and what didn't (none of my daffodils are early enough and the bulbs near the fothergilla need to be replaced). While researching the names of last year's bulbs, I notice some plants that I purchased at the same time, probably trying to fill up the order to get to a discount. Apparently I bought a Filipendula 'Kahome' and a Campanula portenschlagiana "Resholt Variety". Well, darned if I know where I planted them. For all I know, they have vanished, forever out of sight and mind. Or perhaps one of those small green things nubbing out of the ground is my mystery plant, biding its time, waiting for enough sun and rain to flourish in the perfect place I happened to pick for it last fall. If that is the case, then it will definitely belong in my serendipitous garden.