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 ones self ;)
I know a lot of people LOVE these guys but truthfully, they scare the shit out of me! A wise grower friend of our 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 its 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 :)