The strong smell of Bradford pear blossoms was filling the air last week. I ignored the warnings from KYW, the local radio station, and decided it felt warm enough to start my garden. Last year, I didn’t plant my flowers until July, and the only option left at Lowe’s was pink begonias. Thankfully, they bloomed into October and gave me much joy. So I wanted to get a jump on things this year.
I thought I should stick with begonias. They thrived through August last year, surviving my busy season at work when things at home don’t always receive proper care. I set my heart on red ones this time. After trekking to three stores and a closed farmer’s market, I accepted that it’s really too early to plant anything except pansies and maybe some herbs. Even though the warm weather was coming to an end on Saturday, and it was threatening to rain, I planted my selection of pansies and herbs.
On Monday, I heard that that the temperatures were going to dip below freezing that night. Of course I worried about my plants! Lucky for me and my plants, I own a condo, so all of my plants live in containers. I brought them all inside. Except the pansies. They’re tough, cold-hardy flowers. (So why isn’t “pansy” a compliment?)