One last garden post…

I know I’m in danger of becoming obsessed, but what is a blog for if not to document everything we can’t stop thinking about?

This is what’s keeping me away from all my responsibilities.

When I planted them I took all the packets of bulbs, emptied them into one big container, and then planted them randomly throughout the planter. I wanted a glorious random mix. I wanted my backyard to almost be an eyesore with color. I wanted it to look like an outfit a preschooler put together.

I can’t get over how different each flower looks. Some of them are the tight bulbs I typically think of, some of them almost look like anemones but with a thicker fringe of petals. And there are so many different colors, even within a color. There are some that are crazy variegations of green and red, copper and yellow, peach and pink.

One of my dahlia’s exploded too. Except this one is apparently shy and only wants to face the brick wall.

I brought in a few the other day and combined them with some flowers from my overrun parsley plant and it was a perfect combination. Those parsley flowers are almost acid green and with the neon pinks and yellows of the ranunclus it looked like an arrangement that Andy Warhol would have put together.

I can never decide if I should cut these and fill the house with them, or let them stay and just ignore everything I’m supposed to be doing so I can be outside. Either way, I just want to be where they are.