I weeded around them and showed Peace where they were so he wouldn't run over them with the lawn mower.
For five years I watered and weeded around my bulbs, waiting to see what they would look like when they flowered. I thought they might be a type crocus but wasn't sure what colour flower they would have.
Every Spring just as they were about to flower they were run over by the lawn mower!
I weeded around them and marked them with rocks but Peace seemed to often forget they were there.
So I moved out from the farm without ever finding out what they looked like.
BUT before he left Peace dug up some of the bulbs and brought them to me in a pot.
Spring has sprung and at last after six years I have seen my flower.
I hadn't even been paying attention to them and walked around the corner the other day to find this...
At least I now know what type of bulbs I have, even if it didn't last very long!
Looking forward to tending my bulbs and having a garden again oneday to plant them in.
3 comments:
Beautiful Flower...:)
What an exquisite expression of her deep feelings for you and her ability to demonstrate that. Hugs from afar.
Thats an awww moment if ever there ws one lol.
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