spring!

Last summer, I ordered a bag of blue, purple and white bulbs that were delivered in the fall. Of course, we had plenty of perfectly pleasant fall weekends for me to plant them, but I waited until the very last available weekend. I ended up planting 40 bulbs in the growing dark, with frozen fingers, knowing that the first frost would come that night.

When I got back from vacation in March, I found that several of the bulbs had sprouted. Thankfully, only the crocuses fully bloomed, and were able to survive the freezing temperatures since then.

This week, the tulips have bloomed and the hyacinths are poking out of the ground, ready to bloom at any time. I planted most of them in that plain patch between the sidewalk and the street, and today I saw a couple outside bending over and admiring them. There are flowers up and down the street, but perhaps these were a surprise in such an unlikely place. The ditch where normally you see a tangle of weeds and and tree roots, instead full of new life.

The frozen fingers were totally worth it.

To those of you who celebrate Passover, I hope you have a joyful and peaceful Pesach.