It may be cold. And windy. And fairly miserable at six in the morning when you’ve misplaced the car scraper. But let me remind you that we have already passed the shortest day of the year mark and there is hope yet ahead.
If my words seem empty (they certainly do to me at the moment), perhaps you just need a few blooms to focus your mind on the kinder, gentler days of spring.
In short: It’s time to bend some bulbs to your will.
If you follow the Facebook page for Small Town Gardener, you might have seen the gentle reminder to pick up a bag of tulips, or paperwhites or hyacinths during the autumn back-to-school/work/life scramble. If you ignored that advice and have a tendency towards bitterness, you may want to move on to another article. If you bought a bag of bulbs, or would like to know why you should have, let’s get started.
The first thing to remember when forcing bulbs is that this will be a short term fling twixt gardener and bulb – a one-sided relationship if you will. The bulb will give you all its pretty years carefully stored in that young curvy body, and you will ruthlessly use it for its beauty, give it nothing but water, heat and light, and just as ruthlessly toss it aside when it grows old and grey and full of sleep.