While I Wait

The weather here in southeastern Wisconsin hasn't exactly been a gardener's dream.  The snowman I made after a storm about three weeks ago is still hanging in there.  At this time last year, we were working in the yard.  I'll have to be satisfied a little longer with remembering how the garden looked last year.



Giant globe thistle looks great with poppies.



 

I don't enjoy planting bulbs, but fortunately my husband doesn't mind.  So this is the view I get to enjoy in spring.  I think the only reason he wanted to plant bulbs was that it was an excuse to buy another tool - an auger that attaches to his cordless drill for making the holes without bending over.  Whatever works!


I'm planning what seeds I want to try this year. Last year was a bad year for trying to get seeds to germinate. I couldn't keep the soil moist enough. Most of them never even sprouted, and those that did dried up before they could get established. I got five sunflower plants out six packs of seed. But I know I'll do it all over again. Gardeners are the most hopeful people there are. We're always sure it will be better next year. Isn't that what the dust bowl farmers said year after year?!