I love the idea of naturalizing spring bulbs in the grass so they erupt as purple, yellow or striped surprises just when I can no longer take it and am sure that Spring will never come. I have sunk bulbs in the grass of every house I have ever lived in, mostly to no avail. The deer also love tasty surprises in the flattened brown lawn. I found these gems basking in the sun in a flower bed that I rarely see. Apparently the deer overlooked them too.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Spring Has Come to the Mountain
I love the idea of naturalizing spring bulbs in the grass so they erupt as purple, yellow or striped surprises just when I can no longer take it and am sure that Spring will never come. I have sunk bulbs in the grass of every house I have ever lived in, mostly to no avail. The deer also love tasty surprises in the flattened brown lawn. I found these gems basking in the sun in a flower bed that I rarely see. Apparently the deer overlooked them too.
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A sweet sign of spring. I could eat them myself. I don't blame the deer a bit!
We have the same problem with deer. And rabbits too of course. :)
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