I love playing in the dirt. Digging holes, planting seeds, pulling weeds, it’s all fun to me. We bought a new house last spring, and I had a great time planting things in our yard and side garden. I learned a couple of hard lessons about the harshness of full sun exposure, but I think I’ve got the major kinks worked out now.
That said, I was a miserable failure at planting fall bulbs. I went out and bought them, sure. There was even a color scheme and everything–red, yellow, and purple tulips, daffodils, and hyacinth. I just never got around to planting them at the ideal time. So when I was reorganizing the storage table in my garage a few weeks ago, I was saddened to find the paper bag I had brought them home in. There they were, patiently waiting to be put to earth, sun, and water so that they could do their little bulb jobs and grow. About 75% of the bulbs had sprouts, and since the weather seemed to be evening out a bit I took a gamble and planted them.
I know, I know. March is not the ideal time to plant bulbs. Heck, I already had some daffodils coming up out of the soil! But with a little bit of hope and a gambling spirit, I planted those babies and sat back to see if anything happened.
The hyacinths seem to be struggling to get their bearings as they bloom while still coming up out of the earth. Other than that, everything I planted seems to be thriving! And thanks to the April showers and a weekend of warm, sunny weather the first flowers started blooming.
I also planted some perennial seeds in an incubator at the beginning of April. Lavendar, echinacea, and coreopsis. They seem to be thriving as well, and I am looking forward to transplanting them to larger containers soon. For now they’re still babies and need to stay in the nursery!
We also splurged this weekend and purchased a new deck lounger with a lovely pear green cushion. I can see myself relaxing outside with my knitting and a cool drink nearby. Of course, I might have to fight Maxwell for it; he’s barely moved since we set it up!