The Great Daffodil Disaster of 2017
Warning: this post may be upsetting to younger or more sensitive readers. It’s upsetting to me, though few would call me “younger” and “sensitive” would probably be subject to debate.
So some of you may remember that I’ve been anxiously awaiting the appearance of the roughly 120 daffodils planted last fall in containers around the back garden. They were among the mix of 200 free Colorblends Daffodils Judy and I got as swag from last year’s Garden Bloggers’ Fling.
I was especially anxious because all my other Daffodils have emerged and are getting ready to bloom, including the 80 or so Colorblends Daffodils planted in the parkway.
Today I had the pleasure of puttering around the garden under a warm sun, but my gaze kept wandering over to the containers where the Daffodils were a no show. Finally, I couldn’t take it any more. I grabbed one of the smallest containers and dumped the contents onto the ground.
What I found was a bunch of squishy and slimy (in other words, dead) Daffodil bulbs. I dumped out two more containers and got the same results.
The culprit here is obvious: bad drainage. As a rule, bulbs hate sitting in water. Clearly I failed to cut adequate drainage holes into the containers. There really is no excuse for this – I absolutely know better. However, I was in a hurry and did an inadequate job.
It’s odd because good drainage is perhaps even more important for Tulips, but I have not had this problem with the Tulips planted in containers. Clearly I was paying closer attention with the Tulips. Perhaps this is a tragic case of bulb favoritism.
Another concern: I planted Hostas in a few of the containers that also included Daffodils. I found one of them, and it was dormant but looked like it was still alive. We’ll see.
I was really looking forward to containers full of blooming Daffodils this spring. Now I’m sad and chastened, but I am not giving up. I should let the organizers know that free bulbs would make excellent swag for this year’s Garden Bloggers’ Fling – in fact, we could make it a tradition. (Are you reading this, Tammy?)