Spring has been all wonky and weird. 80 degrees one day, and 45 the next. Last year, I planted 1500 spring bulbs and progagated lots of columbine, and all those wonderful flowers couldn't tell what the heck to do. Still, a garden is rarely an ugly thing; it somehow turns out amazing, no matter the losses. I personally believe it's because it doesn't take much to dazzle or memorize us in a garden. Whether it's a small front yard with a few hanging ferns and a begonia or the Biltmore House--it's all the same to our eye, and our psyches. So, while most of those bulbs didn't survive the freakishly cold winter, the December to March snow, or the nerve-wracking spring, the garden is still showing signs of wonder. Check it out.
Enjoy!
