Spring. . .
It's one of my favorite seasons. If you can even call it that in this age we're in. Winters are usually not really cold here, spring is beautiful but short-lived, summer is exasperating with the heat, and fall can't be enjoyed for all the misery of the bugs, heat, and rain it brings. (I actually use to be an optimist.) I've honestly been thinking lately that the next season was summer. Ha!
Sidenote...So, I’ve actually had this post saved as a draft since 2018 for some reason. So as of today, Dec. 31, 2023, I’m posting way ahead of spring, and maybe I’ll get a headstart on it this year... I mean next year! 😁
Back to the original post (Mar. 14, 2018)
So, I bought lots of seeds to start, plant, and apparently save this year. I've been so excited to plant these seeds and actually started thinking it might be too late to plant some of the flower seeds I bought. I know the Zinnias, marigolds and such will eventually bloom - but I'm pretty sure bulbs and perennials should have already been planted back in the fall. Here I am clutching the seeds, dreaming of beautiful flower gardens, and reality struck a few days ago that it might be too late to plant them. I have seeds for the most gorgeous snapdragon called Apple Blossom. . .
I think I'll plant just a few of the seed and see how it goes, and save the rest until fall. You have to have a back-up plan. 🌷🌸🌹🌼🌺
I think I'll plant just a few of the seed and see how it goes, and save the rest until fall. You have to have a back-up plan. 🌷🌸🌹🌼🌺