Or maybe accidental homicide…
While looking out the sun room window today, Patrick spotted…life! Just as I had planned :).
Last year Patrick, my husband, did a lot of traveling- we hardly saw him, which was hard as it was our first year in our new home in a new location. As a surprise, I worked on our first bed making it a spring flowering, bulb bed, all in the hopes that he’d be home the following spring to see it out the window as he worked…Then today he was looking at some birds out the window and I hear “Oh, look! Grab your camera there are bulbs coming up!” He couldn’t believe they were there under all that snow we had, happily growing. It was a little overcast, but that wasn’t going to last long looking at the puffy clouds, so he insisted that I wait a few minutes to take some shots.
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Um…can’t remember what these are either ;)
A little snow is left and we’ll probably get more, but there are other signs of life…
As happy as I am about the growth, I’m puzzled and a little concerned. I planned that bulb bed for spring flowering blooms- staggered from early spring (crocus), mid spring, and late spring. I’ll also add some perennials that bloom in spring so that the bed, as the bulbs finish blooming, won’t look all dead. I’ve been looking at my sketch and what I put in there and it seems that mid-spring bloomers have a lot of growth- this concerns me because we are probably not done with the cold weather…will we got some lows that will hurt the growth? Time will tell. Is it possible that the snow fooled them and was a little too insulating! As you can see in the pics, I put on a thick layer of straw mulch and was expecting I’d have to move it aside. I might consider adding some loose straw if our temps don’t continue to go up.
Now on to the sadness…I really didn’t mean it, really. The pansies that I left in the greenhouse when the temps were in the teens died. Not all of them, but more than half! I’ll not consider it murder, but accidental homicide…guilty…again.
I don’t mean to disenchant anyone, but I don’t have a green thumb, as some have said- the credit of the miracle of seed to something glorious, strong, nutritious , and beautiful will never belong to me. I continue to be in awe of the one responsible for life, the beauty and creativity that goes into it amazes me every time I enter the garden…for when I do, I leave much better off than when I started down the path…for this I’m grateful to my Lord.
Time to start some more plants and be amazed all over again!
Happy almost spring,