While these spring bloomers may seem like the earliest reward for working in the garden, they actually needed to be planted in the fall, then slumber for a full six months of cold and awful weather, so I’m not sure ‘early reward’ is entirely apt. Many people see the spring bulbs in bloom now and want to go out and purchase a bunch of bulbs to plant immediately, but that’s not the way it works. By the time fall rolls around, they’ve forgotten or lost interest or simply aren’t aware that that’s when you need to work to get spring results.
I act in similar fashion, though my version is more one of laziness and forgotten magic. By the time fall roll around, my garden drive has all but dissipated after half a year of watering and wedding and working. The magic of these spring blooms also feels like a distant memory, and I cannot smell their exquisitely light perfume to remind me. Thus I pass by the bulbs when they should be planted, and then I regret that I didn’t do more at this time of the year.
Perhaps overthinking is the real curse here.
