GARDENERS PLANT PARTY - part 1

'Twas a crazy beautiful day yesterday and the sun held its own for a primrosian celebration at my dear friend Susan Crittenden's, whose soil and skill have produced a garden of plants in sizes unequaled by mortal men.

Susan (far left) was hosting an intimate group of us to talk plants with Oregon nurseryman Russell Graham, whose woodland plants are among the coveted riches of the embarrassingly verdant PNW.
Russell brought a parcel of plants for show and tell and he's lucky he escaped with his life. From his little double white anemonella to his dark-leaved, yellow-flowered hellebore, his collection of gems was enough to have everyone sputtering and dreaming of great riches, "if only it was mine!"
I'm not going to blurt out what the above plant is, though the last time I threw you a plant to i.d., you guys were all over me in a nano-second. But if the bud of truth isn't screaming out at you, how would you describe the implication?

Primroses tomorrow...