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First Blooms

Photo Aug 01, 5 58 43 PM

As I mentioned yesterday, I'm taking a cue from Susannah Conway and going on a little photographic adventure for the month of August. (Susannah calls it August Break 2013.)

This spring, one of my best friends sent me a box filled with bulbs. I've never worked with bulbs before, but I was excited to give it a try. My husband helped me clear a space for them and I dug and planted, dug and planted, until they were all in the ground.

Within a few weeks several little shoots of green started poking through the mulch. Over the past two months they've grown into tall spikes of green.

This week, we got our first bloom. Yesterday the first flowers were fully open, so I snapped this picture in the rain.

I love the pop of vibrant orangey-red. It's a great reminder that there is life outside, even if my vegetable garden thinks otherwise.

The August Break 2013

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