Sunday we had high winds-giant concrete pots planted for spring out front got blown over and dashed to the ground. We had four inches of snow today. I would be lying if I said I took this in stride-I did not. I was speechless. The latest great snowfall recorded in my gardening journal was April 16, 1982. 6 inches. April 18th this year-four inches of snow.
This April 18th, the tulip leaves, which have been so slow to break ground, were buried in snow. Discouraging to me-no kidding. Every day I hope for a clear sign that nature has put the winter behind her. A clear sign-not yet. At this time last year, we were basking in our best spring ever. This looks much more like the longest winter ever.
As much as I plan for spring, the arrival of spring is not really my call. I have a great love for nature, and all things natural, but the weather today is exasperating. I would have wanted spring to appear a month ago. The greenhouse space in the shop is loaded with plants that cannot go outdoors yet.
I do not need to worry much. A late spring snowfall harms nothing already acclimatized and used to cold weather. The spring flowering bulbs have been underground and cold for months. They handle this late snow with aplomb. Snow this late bothers my heart, not my tulips. The crocus this year-not much to see there. The cold temperatures and winds took the flowers out within a matter of a few days.
These pansies with their frosting of snow will suffer no real damage. They will pop back quickly from the insult. My hellebores are steadily making progress towards bloom week, and my European ginger is making an appearance. This is all the news from my home garden.
All of the pots I planted with spring bulbs were buried in snow today. They will be fine-they will bloom soon, as scheduled. A spring snow-do not worry about it. Night temperatures below 25 degrees-worry. We have on occasion had no spring. Winter can stay forever, until one day there temps go to 80, and stay there. I am hoping for a more gentle scenario