It feels veritably autumnal with the coolness and the rainy days. I love to curl up with something warm to drink on days like this. It is the perfect time to get ready to move things around in the garden; the earth has just enough moisture and warmth, the days ahead will hold some of the comfortable sunny waether that is just made for puttering around in the garden. And then there are the fall garden store displays that burgeon with bulbs, and more perennials, and …and….
Yet, this year I would do better to keep my eyes grounded and rebuild the damaged garden areas. I just know I won’t resist some of those tulip bulbs, though.
It was the daffodils that were outstanding this last spring, though. Especially the mixed ones that we threw in the year before. I wouldn’t have thought it, since I usually don’t like so much mixing and lack of planning. Maybe it was the spaces under the sweet gum trees with the new aronia bushes that just needed those daffodils. Maybe the fact that it was only daffodils, with no competitive tulips or crocus. I think that was part of the charm.
The great thing about daffodills is that they multiply, and you only have to dig them up to divide every once in awhile. They can sit in an orange netting, hung out of the way all summer, until it is time to plant in the fall.
I think some of my favorites are the poeticus and the Thalia types. And those little ones like tete a tete, Jack Snipes, and February Gold.
