I am in a quandary. Recently I learned that the proper way to care for tulips is to dig up the bulbs once they have finished blooming and the tops are beginning to dry. (Which is right NOW!) Yes, dig them up. Every last one of them. Then the bulbs are to be stored in a cool, dry place so that air can circulate around them over the summer. To be very proper, one should put the various colors together and label accordingly. When fall arrives, take said bulbs and plant them again. I was told from an authentic Dutchman that this is what authentic Dutch folks do. This technique would explain why the Dutch are known for their amazing tulips. They really work hard at it!
Ok, so back to my quandary. I carry around a very authentic Dutch name. Translated, Slager means “butcher,” which is probably why my family will have no part of ever becoming vegetarian. I get that. But, this tulip thing is an overwhelming task to say the least. Do I go along with proper gardening practices because of my last name? My dear husband reminds me how much we all enjoyed the gigantic tulips that I freshly planted last December. Breathtaking they were! I tell him that in my family (Irish, German, Slovakian mix) we keep adding new bulbs every year and it works out just fine. Then I get “the look.”
So, while I discern the tulip dilemma, I will plant some annuals that have been waiting so patiently for the rains to pause. I believe that somewhere between the dirt, weeds and worms, I will find my answer.
“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1 NIV