Yes, can't wait! I have been schlepping plants around into shelter since we got home this afternoon. Another cold night on tap here . . .
Anticipation of a sort I'd rather not experience.
But as I was carefully moving my Rhyn. David Sander along with another hanging plant it nearly poked me in the eye with one of its very long, sharply pointed leaves and I turned it around only to have a flower bud swing by right under my nose! What a treat, this one usually only blooms in summer for me! Hoping very much that it will not blast from the two cold nights it was already exposed to!
Sadly, I did lose all the buds except one on the 'maybe Yellow Bird' on my big raft. A very ratty little flower . .