Late fall every year I longingly eye all the spring bulbs at nurseries, Fred Meyer, Home Depot, and Costco. The pictures on the packages look fabulous and I envision how stunning the flowers would look in various corners of my yard. Usually all the stores have enormous displays and cases and cases of bulbs for sale. After a while of drooling over the bountiful bulb stock, I usually succumb to decision paralysis and become overwhelmed and can’t decide what I would like to buy and plant and enjoy. It never fails. It happens every year. Except last year! Last fall while grocery shopping at Costco I came across the bulb selection once again. Somehow I managed to muster up the moxie to actually choose a couple of bags of bulbs and later the energy to plant them before the first frost. A few weeks ago I was rewarded with a spring surprise of a row of proud and vibrant tulips in the midst of the chaos and wilderness of our yard. I have not been able to cut a single one to bring inside; they seemed too precious and perfect. Today I am glad I captured them in their late state glory with my camera in between rain showers.
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