Friday, March 7, 2014
I can feel my blood starting to pick up speed in my body and my hands starting to itch to dig. Now if only the spring rains would stop long enough for me to prepare the ground.
I have my seeds and I'm ready to plant. Please weather person, give me a weekend without rain so I can get in the dirt. I don't have wipers for my glasses and you are making it difficult for me to see.
My crocuses are blooming too. Lovely shades of purple and white. As their tiny spiky leaves poke up from the ground I am marking the location. Some bulbs have gone to deep to bloom. I will dig them up later and move them to the garden until I have found all I can.
I hope to eventually get them transplanted under the maple trees in the yard. For now, I have to rescue them from nearly a foot underground in some places.