I went out in my yard over the weekend. Yeah, I know but really, I did.
I have some bulbs that send up leaves in the spring. They die off and I forget all about them being there. Then, in the fall, flower stalks magically appear. Nothing showing one minute, two foot tall bursts of blossoms the next. It’s so cool when to peer out and have them suddenly there where nothing had been the day before.
Unbelievably, my yard thinks fall is on the way. I have flowers! Aren’t they pretty? My grape hyacinths are sending up their fall foliage too so I suppose the weather really is going to change one day soonish. Having a hard time believing that but plants know these things and who am I to argue?
I have some bulbs that send up leaves in the spring. They die off and I forget all about them being there. Then, in the fall, flower stalks magically appear. Nothing showing one minute, two foot tall bursts of blossoms the next. It’s so cool when to peer out and have them suddenly there where nothing had been the day before.
Unbelievably, my yard thinks fall is on the way. I have flowers! Aren’t they pretty? My grape hyacinths are sending up their fall foliage too so I suppose the weather really is going to change one day soonish. Having a hard time believing that but plants know these things and who am I to argue?
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