The blow here in the Boston area is insanely deep , the icicles are nearly 15 feet long , and connect the roof gutters to the undercoat , and although I am tempted a bit to snowboard off of our cap into a C drift , now that we are back from New York , I am focalize on the light bulb I have been wedge for a mid - winter flower show , being held this weekend at theTower Hill Botanic Garden(you MUST come visit it , as nothing will rear your spirits more ! ) . I ’ve talked them into regenerating the classic wintertime bulb show , very much like the way most spring flowershows commence in Boston , Philadelphia and New York in the mid 1800 ’s – it ’s in their DNA to to patronise such an event , and I have so much promise that this event will urge others to maturate and enter plant during the winter month .
Even though I knew that I wanted to squeeze many plant for this first of what I hope will be an annual show , I just did n’t realize , back in October when I started potting up lightbulb , that this last calendar week of February would require me to be traveling ( New York Toy Fair and Westminster Dog Show ) . This is a decisive prison term when one is force different types of bulbs , as timing can become tricky – wood anemone rush ahead as tulips need care , when coaxing them into bloom , small iris can burst into flower within a couple of warm , gay days while the rarer muscari slug along hoping for a gay week of 70º weather in the nursery . Needless to say , it ’s been a challenge to time everything to bloom on a exclusive Friday .
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I ’m please to say , that I think that I ’ve done pretty well – aside from a few disasters ( such as me steal down the deck stairs onto my back in deep snow last week – just like Charlie Brown and Lucy – with a full flat of muscari , which flew up into the melodic phrase and all set ashore upside down in the blow ) ( Oh , and then there was this small matter called 102 inches of snow in three weeks here in Worcester , MA ) , ( and then of trend , some roguish terrier who decided to dig up all of my flats of forced lily of the valley just moments ago – my fracture – I left them on the dining room base ) , in the end , I think if I can get everything to the hall tomorrow morning ( in 0º temperatures , of trend ) , then I will count my blessings . Almost there .
The best matter is , even though every pot and genus Pan is currently employed catching drips from the cieling due to ice decametre ( reminder to self – call the insurance company after doing my taxes this weekend ) , the entire house smells like spring – the vivid scent of hyacinths and narcissus , as the come into prime on the orotund windowsill , and under lights upstairs , so that they can develop their smart colours . At least it smell out like spring .
In October , I decided to judge to recreate a exhibit that I learn at the Chelsea Flower show a few years ago – bare stiff slew set on black , each one full of a unlike commercial variety of Muscari . I fuss around wait for as many name selections as I could ( and I resist ordering the rarefied species , for now , wanting to see how this experiment would net out ) . I planted two flock each of about 16 assortment , and set them to slumber much of the wintertime off under a dark judiciary .
If you ’ve never hale muscari , I encourage you to adjudicate some ( I have to say that the diversity have intercourse as ‘ Blue Magic ’ has the nice flowers indoors ) – they have a nice fragrance , less intoxicating than hyacinths , yet 100 % new , like May 5th indoors .
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