Spring has sprung in my garden and I’m feeling the happiness of spring. I worried about my tulips when our temperature plunged to a rude 25 degrees a few days ago, but bulbs are hardy and they were unfazed. Last night we had wicked weather and I spent some time in my safe place. I felt a little silly sitting in the closet with my purse but with “TAKE SHELTER IMMEDIATELY” warnings blasting through my phone and television and tornado sirens wailing in the neighborhood, I decided I’d feel even sillier when I woke up dead.
Lucy and Annabelle wanted nothing to do with holing up in the closet. I see regular tornado drills in our future.
Luckily, we survived. Our flowers survived. I pray everyone else did because it seemed to be a severe storm. Maybe it blew the crazy March winds out of here…
So back to spring.
Check out this daffodil. What a gorgeous surprise. It bloomed from a bag of bulbs labeled mixed yellow varieties.
The outside petals of this tulip are powdery pink and the inside doesn’t look real. All the garden fairies of Whoville would be quite comfy living inside this tulip.
Even though this variety is named King Crocus, the clusters are unassuming and low to the ground. (This is a very up close picture.) Planted along the sidewalk leading to the front porch, crocus is a surprise you could miss if you’re staring at your iPhone.
These orange tulips look ooh-la-la French to me. Brighter than the sun. Gracie Lee would love them. A pied–à–terre for the Whos of Whoville?
This is how it starts, the happiness of Spring. More blooms coming cause it’s what I do when I’m not writing:)
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Colbie Caillat, Brighter than the Sun