and the local florist had white anemone's with little pink-striped undersides. i love how the stems crook and bend as if to greet you.
growing flowers from bulbs is pretty rewarding. i even whisper to my flowers as i water them and give them funny names. i've heard plants respond to whispered sweet nothings, no? i think i might have to make miss halligan norris' mini megaphone for this. ed thinks i'm loony tunes. now i have an amaryllis bulb, courtesy of momma stelling, nestled in a pot that i am cheering on every day to bloom.