Mid-March is Texas Tulip Time.
Seems like I just packed away the Christmas bulbs and just when I turn around, out comes the Spring tulip bulbs! With a bright Spring late afternoon sun, the sun's rays were vividly illuminating the unfurled petals of recently planted tulip bulbs transplanted from Mom's Montana garden.
It was a frenzied October when 7 of the greater Suneson family gathered to pack up the contents of the parent's lake house in Polson, Montana. Mom and Dad had decided it was best for them to move to their chosen retirement living center in Tumwater, Washington.
Of course packing action ensued. Plenty of furnishings, decorator and household items, tools and various sundries were loaded into two Uhaul trucks, one to carry the basic things to furnish the pared-down parent's single bedroom living space, and another truck to carry the 'inheritance treasures' so selected by each member of the two generations descended from Mom and Dad. I was to deliver each of the desire inheritance items to either of my two sisters or to the 6 grandkids. One of the last, little noticed items amidst the stuff strewn thickly across the Polson garage floor was a basket of Mom's tulip bulbs. Sue tells me, "Those (pointing at the basket of dug up bulbs) just have to come with us, your Mom will love to see pictures of them once they've bloomed in our yard in Texas". As it so happens, there is always enough room on the Treasure Truck to Texas to carry some tulips.
In November, Sue placed the bulbs into the warm, clumping clay that passes for soil here, and then we wait to see what nature brings us in both color and germination.
So... this is what we got from Mom's basket of bulbs taken from Montana, through Washington, Oregon, California, Arizona, New Mexico and then to Dallas, Texas in the back of the Treasure Truck.
My wife was right. Mom's enjoyed the photos of her tulips in their new home on the range. And, sister Sheri planted some of the bulbs in a pot on Mom's new back porch for her to enjoy them there as well. Tulips make everyone happy.
Seems like I just packed away the Christmas bulbs and just when I turn around, out comes the Spring tulip bulbs! With a bright Spring late afternoon sun, the sun's rays were vividly illuminating the unfurled petals of recently planted tulip bulbs transplanted from Mom's Montana garden.
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| Glory in the afternoon sun Texas tulips brighten the front porch in the middle of March |
Of course packing action ensued. Plenty of furnishings, decorator and household items, tools and various sundries were loaded into two Uhaul trucks, one to carry the basic things to furnish the pared-down parent's single bedroom living space, and another truck to carry the 'inheritance treasures' so selected by each member of the two generations descended from Mom and Dad. I was to deliver each of the desire inheritance items to either of my two sisters or to the 6 grandkids. One of the last, little noticed items amidst the stuff strewn thickly across the Polson garage floor was a basket of Mom's tulip bulbs. Sue tells me, "Those (pointing at the basket of dug up bulbs) just have to come with us, your Mom will love to see pictures of them once they've bloomed in our yard in Texas". As it so happens, there is always enough room on the Treasure Truck to Texas to carry some tulips.
In November, Sue placed the bulbs into the warm, clumping clay that passes for soil here, and then we wait to see what nature brings us in both color and germination.
So... this is what we got from Mom's basket of bulbs taken from Montana, through Washington, Oregon, California, Arizona, New Mexico and then to Dallas, Texas in the back of the Treasure Truck.
My wife was right. Mom's enjoyed the photos of her tulips in their new home on the range. And, sister Sheri planted some of the bulbs in a pot on Mom's new back porch for her to enjoy them there as well. Tulips make everyone happy.
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