Bit odd to be thinking about next spring in the middle of this endless, grey November rain – but it’s now or never. I have a window tomorrow in which to finish planting over 500 daffodils, and I must get it done, whatever the weather! The bed above is the one I adopted in memory of my daughter – originally just for one year, but it seems wrong to stop now. The centre was planted with dozens of bright red tulips, which flowered a couple of weeks later. They did look good, but quite a lot of them got overgrown or dug up by birds and squirrels. I thought I would try something different this time, so tomorrow I have 101 (I know, weird number) aliums to add inside the daffodil planting. I have grubbed up most of those shrubby things (apparently called ‘bear’s breeches’) but I’ve left the little purple crane’s bill geraniums which flower after the bulbs.
That is about the extent of my horticultural efforts! We’ll see what happens.
SpinningStreak 