Still here. Always looking for . . .

“I love planting bulbs. It is making promises with tomorrow, believing in next year and the future.”
— Jean Hersey

True confessions: This gardener . . . doesn’t love planting bulbs. In fact, it is probably my least favorite of all garden chores. I don’t exactly know why, but I think it must be the timing? (I’m kinda ready for a break from my garden by late fall.) Anyway. I struggle with getting out there and planting bulbs in the fall. It happens to be . . . a garden chore I’d prefer to skip.

And some years, it’s a chore I actually DO skip . . . even when I’ve already purchased the bulbs (unfortunately). But I usually DO get it together (eventually) and get the bulbs in the ground.

I finally planted my spring bulbs (daffodils and allium) this week – just this past Monday. I thought I’d missed my window of opportunity when it snowed 2 feet a couple of weeks ago, but . . . it warmed up (as it does), and the snow melted (as it does). It was time to Just DO IT . . . before colder weather rolls in again.

Once I got going, of course, I was happy to be out there. Fresh air. Hands in the dirt. Forget-your-troubles-c’mon-get-happy. All that. But mostly . . . I liked thinking about how excited I’d be, when April rolls around again, seeing those bulbs coming to life in my garden. Blooming after the gloom of winter. And that’s what it’s all about, now . . . isn’t it?

Projecting ourselves into the future.
A future that we’re eager to see.
A future that we’re planning to be part of.

And that, my friends . . . is hope!

For most of us, there is still time to plant some bulbs (although probably just a small window now).
Think spring . . . and get out there (quick)!
Plant some hope.

“. . . the planting of bulbs is the work of hope and is always thrilling.”
 — May Sarton