January Rain
It’s rainy and warm, a lot more like March than January. I worry a little bit that the bulbs are going to emerge ahead of their time, I can already see leaves and I’m pretty sure winter is coming back. In fact, the end of the month already promises to bring back lower temperatures, although still above average.
I could fall back on the regular gardening activities for January, if you can call them that, but the catalogs haven’t started arriving in the mail yet, so I have to make do with potted plants on the window sill.
There is also a fragrant hyacinth on the table right in front of me. Every year I get one and after it finishes blooming, I plant it in the garden. I noticed they tend to fare better than the fall bulbs, in part because the squirrels have more difficulty digging them up.
I visited the plant nursery, with the excuse of looking for African violets, and, as expected, it is way too early for garden related purchases: no plants or seeds yet, just dormant shrubs and trees. I did find the violets, of course.
I guess I’ll have to wait patiently for the Amaryllis and the paperwhites to bloom in a week or two, maybe.
Winter is such a bore! What is the point of a season during which you can’t spend time outside? I bought my favorite gardening book again, one which I had and lost, I can’t remember when. I guess I’ll brush up on the theory for now.