I had planned to plant these bulbs when I was on vacation between Christmas and New Year’s. But between the holidays, my daughter’s hectic schedule, my husband changing jobs, and a few too many visit’s to the Insomnia Café, planting tulip and daffodil bulbs just kinda fell through the cracks.
Maybe instead of being a member of the Maple Ridge Garden Club, I should volunteer for the Crazytown Garden Club.
Anyway, it was a pretty day and not too windy (plus I’d been cooped up in the house way too much) so I figured, what the hell – I for sure won’t have any tulips if I don’t plant them.
Can I interest anyone in an eight a year-old Bassett Hound? He smells like dirty feet and has paws the size of cup saucers…
One more reason to look forward to spring!!