I’m not the organized gardener I hope to be one day. I have big dreams of planting bulbs every season, and so far I have not planted a single bulb. Lucky for me, the previous owners of this property did plant bulbs, and even luckier still, though we have healthy city squirrel populations, the squirrels have left the bulbs alone.
It’s the time of year here when you can actually see Spring happening. It still drops into the 30s at night, and some days it never warms out of the 40s. Here in the Pacific Northwest, it almost never stops raining. But just being able to see the flowers is a bit of warmth and sunshine.
I appreciate the variety of bulbs that spring forth here, and it’s time to show them off because they do not live long. Please enjoy.
Conscious Engagement 
For an accidental gardener, the flower show is fabulous Crystal 😀 I do love bulbs but they don’t like living here and I have too many nibblers 🙄
I do feel lucky with the bulbs. Accidental gardener: I like that!
It is good that they keep coming back for you. Squirrels prefer tulips
Maybe our squirrels are so spoiled by our peanut handouts that they have not had to resort to tulip bulbs yet. I am grateful.
Serendipity in every step! Beautiful 🌷
Oh yes, serendipity is the right word. We are lucky that they just appear and brighten up the place.
I thought about you desire to become more of a gardener, Crystal. Admirable. Peggy shares the same passion. Then I thought of it from my perspective: You get to enjoy all of the beauty without the work. Grin. Peggy used to recruit me for some of the more onerous tasks for her flower gardens in Oregon…
Ha ha!! I think Pedro and you may have that part in common. He LOVES looking at our yard… heh heh. I’ve been sneaky. When we bought a new lawn mower and weed trimmer when we moved here, I purposely did not learn how to use them. To this day, I have not touched them, and so when the lawn needs to be mowed, he understands that it’s his job. 🙂 It’s a big help to have that one thing I don’t have to think about. The rest of it keeps me so busy.
Ah, one of the lessons of my youth: not to own any tools— beyond the basics. Owning a condo, which I managed not to do until the 90s helped. Oregon changed that substantially in 2010! Nothing like five acres. Clever of you not to learn how to operate the tools. Grin.