
Every fall I buy mass quantities of bulbs for my gardens, for under our maple trees, for anywhere I can possibly stick them in the ground, and every year without fail I am on the road just a little too much or I'm just too dang busy with other things to get them all dug in before the frost or poor weather sets in. Yet every year I enjoy these bulbs that have seemingly ended up sitting in my shop, left to dry up and go to waste. Luckily for me, I have beautiful south facing windows in my shop, and it sits at a

