It is still gloomy, and it has started to snow again. None of the snow we have had this week has stuck to anything more than lawn for a few hours.
They Look Tender, but They Are Not
I drove through a teeny, tiny snow squall on the way home last [Monday] night, but nothing was sticking. It was sticking by morning, but perennials that come up this early can stand a little snow.
Bleeding hearts in the snow. Photographed on April 10, 2018.
I love my little spring natives because they entice me out of the house, but I also love the more standard spring bulbs that you can see easily from the house. I just cannot bring myself to say “average”; spring flowers are our reward for enduring the dark and cold of winter.
Scilla
The original bulb was probably planted by squirrels, but it is one I had been wondering about putting in, so I left it where it came up. That one bulb has turned into a small patch just far enough away from the bluebells to foreshadow their blueness. They are both a remarkable blue.
Squirrel-planted scilla patch. It started as one plant. Photographed April 14, 2017.
They are in a spot that is remarkably shady most of the year—under the Annabelle hydrangeas and hemlock that are under the silver maple. It’s early enough in the season for them to get dappled sunlight. Continue reading “Showy Spring Bulbs”