Days of the Little Bulbs
Cathy at Words and Herbs has invited folks to join her in reviewing the garden year, starting with spring. The idea appealed to me as a good antidote to these cold, dark days.
The very beginning of spring is my subject for today. That’s when our spirits are lifted by the very first blooms as well as the fresh foliage that holds the promise of coming delights.
Spring this year was tardy to arrive, as winter hung on through March like a tiresome house guest who doesn’t realize his welcome has worn out.
Though Snowdrops (Galanthus nivalis) began blooming before the end of March, it didn’t feel truly spring-like until the Crocuses began to bloom in the first week of April.
The Snowdrops kick off a period of Spring which I think of as the Days of the Little Bulbs.
Most of my Crocuses are the species Crocus tommasinianus, affectionately known as Tommies.
Though there are also Crocus vernus and Crocus chrysanthus.
The bees were happy to see the Crocuses, especially the Tommies, and I was happy to see the bees.
The Days of the Little Bulbs are also the days when the first foliage of some of my favorite plants emerges.
Siberian Squill (Scilla sibirica) are one of my favorite little bulbs. It spreads like mad, which is a good thing, as it disappears in May. Along Lake Shore Drive there is a stretch of Lincoln Park where the mass of blooming Squill looks like a smaller and more placid version of Lake Michigan.
This year it was not until late April when the first species tulips and Narcissus began blooming. Their appearance marks the beginning of the end of the Days of the Little Bulbs. But remember, as we face another long winter, that the little bulbs are waiting to bring us tidings of a new Spring.