Spitting into the wind...err...weather
I know it's nuts but I did it anyway. I planted like 75 more spring bulbs the other day.
How could I not? It was 70 blessedly lovely degrees out and felt like California. I was insane. I grabbed my remaining bulbs out of the garage and went for it.
Mulched them good and several hours later, some lovely warm rain.
It would be one thing if the weather is freezing, but it certainly is not. I'm telling myself not to be disappointed if none of them come up...but the urge to get my hands in the dirt was too strong.
How on earth am I ever going to get used to zone FIVE? How can I not garden year 'round?
(Now go ahead and laugh at me. I know that I deserve it!)