Now that tulip is a surprise. I thought I was planting a row of narcissus Thalia here. I love the serendipity of a mixed bag.
A mixed bag of bulbs.
Actually I can easily tell a tulip from a daffodil bulb, so this is a poor showing on the part of the gardener. But a great show for the cutting garden.
And this is not the most typical area for my cut flowers.
I’m making use of a brand new permaculture bed which is too ‘fresh’ for proper vegetable growing. So I shoved a heap of bulbs here in the autumn as it was not doing much else while it settle down.
And I fear it is also the bed where the new extension may go – a lost bit of garden for the sake a larger home (we’ve all been there, feel my pain).
So it was with a touch of defiance I planted these daffodils here.
I quite like the look.
And I’ve been merrily munching on the peas and beans which have popped up. You have to love a messy compost heap that goes towards the construction of these wonderful beds.
Those beans and pea shoots haven’t gone into any bouquets. All gardeners know that they go straight into one’s mouth.
Some may call it pinching out the growing tips to make bushier plants. I actually call it instant gratification.
I didn’t plant many tulips in the winter. I always mean to order more, but as I invest so heavily in the more permanent selections of narcissus, the tulip order always shrinks.
So it’s pleasing that I do get some ‘returns’. Most I just assume will be annual. But some pop up in that amazed way that says ‘survived the neglect’.
The muscari are a great little investment. They pop up every spring. In pots, in the ground, they don’t seem to mind.
Small in stature, but if you have titchy vases, you can make a room zing.