Yesterday I planted the last of the spring bulbs I ordered a month ago - 300 bulbs in all this time.
I love to see spring bulbs finally come: snowdrops crocuses, alliums, anemone, chionodoxa, muscari, tulips.
Each year I plant a few more, but with no planning in mind. I can never remember where I've put all the others anyway, so I find a space and bung another bulb in.
I know it is a sort of cliche, but the first of the snowdrops is a message of hope, that spring is around the corner, that winter won't last forever.
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