Argh! I’m a Bad Parent!
Or a bad gardener, but often the two feel like the same thing. They both involve taking responsibility for the well-being of helpless living organisms.
So I’m drowning in guilt because I waited too long to uncover my container tulips. They were lined up along the west and south sides of the back porch, covered with chicken wire and dead leaves.
There were so many signs of early spring during the remarkably mild February we enjoyed. My thoughts occasionally wandered to the tulip bulbs planted in containers, but lethargy overcame responsibility and I took no action.
Until today. When I finally pulled off the leaves and chicken wire, I found several containers had etiolated Tulips, Tulips that had been searching for light but finding only darkness.
The earliest developmental stages are so critical for humans and Tulips alike.Now, thanks to my fecklessness, my Tulips’ first days have been without the essential stimulation they require. Will this stunt them for the entire season? If so, I won’t be able to forgive myself.
You think I’m kidding, and I am, sort of. But I was inspired to go out and pull the dead leaves and plant debris off of the Crocuses, Grape Hyacinths, and other early bulbs in other parts of the garden. I felt less guilty afterwards.
Are you feeling guilty about any of your plants as we head into the first days of spring?