I swung by the grocery store yesterday to return something, and they had these coral peonies — totally out of season, but gorgeous. I bought six peonies and brought them home. I felt like I deserved peonies after yesterday — the whole day felt like a pummeling, except when I managed to take my mind away from current events and focus on plants.
I did a bunch of gardening, which was helpful, planting daffodils for spring. Mini daffodil Tête-à-Tête and petticoat daffodil (bulbocodium) Mary Poppins. Daffodils are so great here — they’re deer and rodent-resistant, you can plant them under shady trees, because they bloom before the trees leaf out, they tend to spread over time, and they come in so many gorgeous varieties, big and small, early and late.
It’s not too late to order daffs online, locals — the next week or two should be good for planting, so just make sure they’ll arrive soon, and you get them in the ground right away. I’m told you can also plant in pots later and stick them in the garage, but I’ve never tried that, so can’t speak to it directly.
My impulse, always, is to try to make sense of difficult things, and to make plans for the future, but I also feel like much of the country is still in the midst of trauma response, and not really ready to start analyzing or preparing. So I’m just holding space this morning.
How are you doing?
