The side yard and front yard continue to be distressingly full of little (and not-so-little) green shoots from the bulb planting in October. I am hoping that a bit of shelter will keep things from dying too spectacularly over the next few months. I think that the real danger is not so much the deep winter (which the plants are pre-programmed to cope with) as it is the periodic misleading thaws. The poor bulbs get tricked into thinking it's spring when there will be another foot of snow at least. I get tricked, too.
Anyway, now I have a big pile of boughs where once there was a christmas tree and it's time for me to do the only wintertime gardening I know how to do.
The now bare tree trunk, by the way, is lovely. It corkscrews upward in a most elegant fashion. The sweary one and I agree it's really quite beautiful and we're going to leave it in situ until the city collection day.
