Fall bulbs are a mystery to me. How you can plant little onion-looking things in the ground right before winter and have them turn into gorgeous flowers is like botanical magic.

However, I adore daffodils.

Our daffodils haven’t come up yet, since it’s still cold out. BUT, we have a ton of narcissus and another kind of flower that I didn’t write down the name of.

I think this gets back to the idea that I’m a feral gardener, not one of those lady gardeners that goes out with white gloves and a floppy had that comes back pristine and clean. I come back with dirt under my nails, smudges on my face, and the other day I actually had dirt in my hair.

Hmph.

Flowers are pretty though. Take a look:

These are the ones that I can’t remember the name of. They’re little purple flowers and some are purple and white stripes. I want to weed the grass on the outside of the planter, because it doesn’t look very neat.

These are the narcissus. I tried to stagger them on a zig zag, and I like the way they’re coming in.

Close up of the pink one.

Close up of one another one; I love this one. I love the color; it’s amazing how it’s actually blue!