This afternoon felt like the right time to get our tulip bulbs into the ground. The weather was perfect for November. I thought this would be a quick little garden task, but wow, I seriously underestimated how much work it would take to dig out a whole row. Isaac wanted to help, so we grabbed the shovel, a trowel, and about 200 bulbs, and headed outside.
After we dug the trench, we laid out the bulbs so we could see the spacing. I love how they look against the mulch and dirt. Little hints of color before they ever bloom.
We planted a mix of tulips, hyacinths, and alliums this year. I’m excited to see how all these different bulbs look together in the spring.
Planting bulbs always feels like an act of hope. You do the work in the fall and wait months to see what shows up. And this year it was a lot of work. I was so thankful to have Isaac helping me. He helped dig, placed the bulbs gently, and checked that each one was pointing up. Planting together feels like another way we’re settling into our new home. We’re putting things in the ground without knowing exactly what will bloom or how it will all look in spring. It just feels like a small step toward the future.
Now we wait, and hope, and look forward to see what grows!
