On Sunday afternoon I went hunting in the garage for plastic pots to use to start my dahlias. Tonight I planted the first four. These are new tubers I ordered this year from Old House Gardens: “Clair de Lune,” “Giraffe,” “White Fawn,” and “Winsome.” All four are already showing signs of growth, so it is with high hopes and great expectations that I potted them up, watered them, and put them in the bathroom on the floor for the night. If tomorrow is warmer and sunnier than today, they will spend eight hours on the fire escape.
I also brought back the tubers I dug last fall, buried in peat moss, and stored in our basement. They are huge clumps. If I were to plant all of them in separate pots, I’d have about 40 plants. Not enough room on the fire escape! Hmmm, maybe I’ll ask Alan if he’d let me park some of the sprouts on his roof until it’s time to set them out.
I planted my White Flower Farm purchases this weekend up near the prayer shack on the edge of the orchard, watered them in, and am crossing my fingers. The quince was a little wilted, but I’m hoping he recovers. Also planted a yellow magnolia, a pagoda dogwood, a candelabra primose, and a pulmonaria. On the fire escape in the city I’m watching a globeflower and a pink lily of the valley sprout. When they’re bigger and more established, I’ll plant them in the garden.
Very excited! My favorite time of year!