They survived! And bloomed. Aren't they gorgeous??
It just occurred to me that gardening is a little bit like writing. You plant the seeds (or bulbs in this case) and you water them, you nurture them, weed them, wait on them. You hope and wait and fertilize and finally, something beautiful emerges!
Come back tomorrow and see what emerges on the blog tomorrow ;) Shhh...it's a secret....
Your grandmother would be proud of these beauties. She so loved flowers.
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