What you have been seeing here in the wild cultivated gardens at Outside Clyde in the last week is the Bulbapaloozathon in one of its better years. That unfortunate episode of squashing had only a slight effect. Most of those squashed daffodils are still in bloom. Bent bloom, but in bloom. Would you believe there are daffodils out there that are still in bud. More are on the way.
Bulbarella has made good progress in filling my garden with daffodils. Her garden next door is still the main attraction.
The native Celandine Poppy is beginning to show color in the buds. It behaves very much like a spring ephemeral, growing, blooming and setting seed before the trees leaf out. It is a great spring bloomer for shadier gardens.
It also self sows with abandon. I now remove it by the sack full from flower beds at the Posh Estate.
Have you seen this kind daffodil yet? I can't keep track of all the different kind daffodils that end up in photographs.
The ridge top garden next door is Bulbarella's domain. I assist in the maintenance end of things. I like a tidy show.
A minor bulb, Puschkinia, among thousands and thousands of other kind bulbs.
We found a new purple/lavender colored chionodoxa this evening. It looks like the whole sack got planted in one hole.
There are daffodils of every kind.
The store bought trilliums are up. They are making a lot of babies. Some will be moving to my garden when they get big enough.
This is the Bulbapaloozathon.