The Variety of March

Typical March, every day is different weather wise. Not a bad thing because it keeps us on our toes, and April seems so far away, but the first day of spring is at the end of the week. Wonder what that will be like? Sunny, windy, rainy, snowy, could be all the above in one fine March day.

My most exciting news is that today I was able to take my first walk around the garden. Not that I was able to see much but stems and plant label stakes, but for the first time in months I was able to circumnavigate the gardens. Oh I was still walking in snow, but it was doable. Oh, and the path leading to the flower shed is completely open so unless we get more snow or it is really raining, snow boots won’t be necessary.

This week’s to do list? Besides hauling tulip crates and harvesting flowers, it will be to get the sprouting ranunculus and anemone planted in the empty bulb crates in the greenhouse. That is a biggie. I also need to get the snapdragons seeded and check what else I need to get seeded for this time of year. I also need to get the tunnel prepped for the transplants that I would like to get out sometime next week. I am waiting until the night time temps this week are a bit higher than 18. The frost covering helps but not quite as well when the temps are that low.

I am pathetic for tossing flowers when they go by. Mostly because many times the fading flower is so beautiful. Now Steve would say it’s laziness, but I love the senescene of the flowers.

This is one of my earliest tulips to bloom and I have to say many flower peoples’ favorite because it is just so stink’n beautiful any stage of bloom. The only reason I have them is because the bucket fell on the floor last Friday and they got damaged. Lucky me I guess.

The tulips last week were…Balroyal Pink, Delta Storm, Red Impression and Amazing Grace. Next week they will be slightly different.

Steve has returned so you will get his proofreading and entry ditty. Yay! So until next week,

Allie. I dream of flowers (and sometimes have nightmares about flowers), do you?

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