Why One Plants Bulbs

I didn’t know this when I planted my bulbs, but you plant bulbs precisely for days like this, when you’re feeling like crap and you feel like you’re never going to feel better and because you’re never going to feel better, your yard is going to look like crap. And then you go out and you wander around and you see that the garden is going ahead and getting started without you. Daffodils are blooming. Peonies are poking their dark pink shoots up out of the ground. The willow has small leaves. The roses are happy. The lilacs are showing signs of life. Last fall, I planted alliums in my garden to remind me of my mystery benefactors who sent flowers after my family had run over my garden. I thought the alliums were the most ridiculous, wonderful whimsical things I’d ever seen. And today, I saw that they were up.

I still feel like crap and just walking around the yard took a lot out of me, but man, I’m glad to see things happening.