So I brought my Tulip pots from the garage today. Everything is frozen solid, true, but still: it’s March. I don’t mind telling you, though, I’m worried about this year’s Tulips.
As I recall, winter was in no hurry to depart this year, and spring was tardy in arriving.
I don’t get to Lurie Garden much in April and May, because I’m constantly out of town. Fortunately, before leaving Chicago on Monday I was able to visit for about an hour. It was time well-spent!
I’m happy to announce that this year’s Daffodils in containers are a great success. The dozen pots planted with Daffodil bulbs last fall are now bursting with blooms.
In several recent posts I have discussed the glacial (pun intended) pace of spring this past April. On Tuesday and Wednesday, though, temperatures suddenly jumped up to the upper 80s (about 30 degrees Celsius for you foreign types). On Monday morning, it… Read More
Spring around here has not had its breakthrough moment, but it is making progress. This past weekend there was still a distinct chill in the air, but at least the sun was out. (Please note that I took today’s photos, so they… Read More
We think of Spring as a season that springs into our lives. It is supposed to be a youthful, energetic season, one that is bursting with new life. The year’s Spring, however, is one that approaches timidly. It does not spring, it… Read More
Last Sunday was cloudy and cold, as I have already noted. But I was gladdened by a hardy handful of early blooming Daffodils in the Parkway Bed.
In honor of Easter, I want to talk about rabbits.
In the autumn before last I planted over 100 Daffodil bulbs in pots and not a single one survived the winter. I refer to this incident as the Great Daffodil Disaster of 2017.