March 14, 2009
Once they push their cute flower petals up through the earth, you can believe Spring is not too far away. Although I have not seen nor heard a Robin Redbreast, my belief rests with seeing the crocuses that we planted last year. I like when I see them poking up through the snow, but it didn't happen that way this time. The snow had melted, and the next thing I knew, pop, there they were, showing off their spring colors of bright yellow, purple and white flowers.
We even have crocuses where we did not plant them. However, I can thank Henry our resident squirrel who takes it upon himself to move bulbs around. We've experienced this quite often. I don't know why I bother to sketch a diagram, labeling what bulbs are where. Because after Henry gets done with our yard, tulips are where daffodils bulbs were planted and so on. I've given up; Henry is going to do what he pleases. I'm just glad he doesn't leave the property with them!
I will update the garden further as the flowers so gently unfold to show us their magical beauty.