Nothing like waking up after 5 days in bed, sick as a dog, to a greenhouse on the verge of explosion. Thousands of tulips just waiting for one more hour of sun to burst open into their full, glowing glory. Ack!!
So despite a swimming head and slightly wobbly legs, I staggered out to the greenhouse and started picking like a crazy woman this morning. Ahh the joys of working for one’s self. ;)
After a few hours in the cozy space, slipping huge, brilliant tulips from the soil I started feeling a whole lot better.
I know a lot of people LOVE these guys but truthfully, they scare the shit out of me! A wise grower friend of ours says tulips look for any mistake on your part and then exploit it full out. I can tell they have their eye on me and it’s scary. But this year I vowed not to be a stress case about them like I usually am. We planted them by the book, kept the g-house nice and cool all spring (below 60°) and so far they’ve done exceptionally well. Pheew!
When they go right, tulips are pretty freaking fantastic. :)
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Hi Erin found your blog this morning over a coffe and I love it.
Great photography and reading material, so I'm going to follow along.
Glad you caught those tulips just in time.
Paul