Posting a picture of the hyacinth bulb progress. Am continuing to turn a blind ear (yes, blind ear) to yearnings for spring. Winter has what it has.
I love the way the roots know to reach out for water that is just beyond. Soon enough, they'll have engulfed the marbles, and I'll have detangling to do when all is said and done. Things change.
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Isn't that an amazing process? Cell division marches on. I've seen a tuft of grass break a sidewalk.
I have a few hyacinths scattered around the yard, but their scent is so ephemeral. Maybe I'll try this.
Indeed--the power of cell division to move concrete and flutter hearts. Rather awesome.
I have an extra sword if you need it.
My hyacinth is way into rootage and finally (FINALLY) beginning to show real signs of green life, up top. And the way it's going, my other two amaryllis might be ready to bloom sometime in May! LOL!
xo A
Musette, the paperwhites went hogwild and that hyacinth is slowly plugging along. Pretty soon I'll be singing the ketchup song. ("Anticipation...")
(Yeah, I know it was she would not name who was so vain.)
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