The potential of a tulip blooming went downhill this spring. These culprits have been enjoying the buffet and obviously our meadow. Glimmers of red beauty seemed faint. However…
These two little guys surfaced after five years of being accidentally transplanted. How do I know this? I was manicuring the yard, preparing for a fall wedding five years ago when I filled a hole with some dirt from the “outback.” Eons ago I had planted bulbs there to no avail since I didn’t water them. I’m talking YEARS ago. Anyhoo…that dirt apparently harbored old bulbs which took five years to properly mature under the former tree across the driveway. (Now an ungainly shrub which my spouse always wants to axe but which we must keep and nurture properly. It has two little tulip bulbs hiding there.)
This is all to say, “Hope Springs Eternal.” What a perfect week for these two little friends to appear.