A Slow Start To The Bulb Show

I must have been preoccupied while planting bulbs last fall. Don't remember this. Maybe I was just thinking I don't need to remember. I'll find out what I planted in the spring. That certainly is what is happening. Perhaps the shock will imprint all these bulbs in my memory.

More procrastination meant there was time for a stroll. We went to fetch Miss Collar for supper.

The ridge top garden is ever so slowly waking up. There were only a few more crocus attempting to bloom. The weathers have been staying cloudy, wet and cool to cold. The bulbs are wise to bide their time.

Miss Collar popped up as soon as we got close to the house and joined us on our stroll.

We found a few iris blooming.

Then headed back into the forest for home and dinner time.