Sister Cate passed me this plant at least twenty years ago. It is one of those plants that volunteers at its own discretion, not plentifully every year. Also, it seems like the seeds lie in wait for a few years and then resurface in the border, or in a crack in the driveway–you just never know.

Unfortunately, malvas get rust here in Seattle in the worst way. If these plants get a strong start in their first year, they can put on a magical (or mystical) show.

I don’t have any plans for Mystic Merlin because there aren’t any in the garden this year that I know of; but they will magically rise again.