The good:

It appears I successfully transplanted a crocus bed.

The bad:

The irises that I planted in the old crocus bed were tricked by our early spring/gotcha snow combination and they remain sad and frostbitten.  Sure, I can grow 50/$1 crocus bulbs from a discount store but irises originally from my grandmother’s garden? Those I kill.

The ugly:

I call this the Redneck Trampoline. They played on it for about half an hour.

(In case you live in the area and are thinking, “Wait, my crocuses went by two weeks ago…” I will begrudgingly admit that I took these picture two weeks ago and then got a bit…distracted. And forgot to post. The irises aren’t looking much better, though, so it all still holds true.)

 

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