After many warm days, a hard freeze descended with vengeance. Sharp winds cut through skin and clothes.
Thoughts of spring continue to fill my mind. Gardening books help me to be patience for warm days.
There are botanical drawings as well as photographs of each type of bulb. I’m not sure that this sketch accurately indicates the size of Crinum bulbs. They are huge and sometimes difficult to dig up without cutting into them.
This is one of the Crinums (‘Ellen Bosanquet’) in my yard. As I remember it, I purchased my first one when I bought this book. Crinums are old south bulbs and don’t do well above the Mason-Dixie line.
I planted Naked Lady or Magic Lily (Lycoris squamigera) two years ago, and it has done well. The Naked Lady name comes from the fact that the foliage comes up in the winter and stays around until February to April. Then it dies down. In mid-summer, the flower stalk shoots up and blooms with no foliage.
The delicate flowers are a welcome summer sight.
A little history about the author. After graduating from Texas A & M, he received permission to use some land for growing bulbs to sell. He traveled the south to find bulbs to dig up and plant on this property. He encountered many older Southern belles and listened to their stories, many of which are in this book.Some of my favorite bulbs include Ditch Daylilies, considered common and unworthy by some. But each year I look forward to their early arrival and classic beauty.
Irises grab my heart. I started out with old-fashioned ones planted in a field near the house. They do well with the water furnished by nature. Of course, there are more blooms some years than others. One positive about bulbs is they will last for years and years in the ground unless some animal digs them up.
I’ve heard people say that they don’t want bulbs because bulbs multiply. How crazy is that.? Sure, the bulbs must be dug up and separated. But that’s not necessary for several years. To me, that means free flowers to spread around your yard and to share with others.
“How lovely the silence of growing things.” unknown