Winter is grasping at the covers, just like some dying people do. We've had 3 night of hard freezes, well down into the 20s. The first night, i thought would be mild, but it wasn't. Next morning, the tulips on the front step were bowed over with the dowager humps of osteoporosis. They didn't straighten up again.
The next two nights, i brought the 10 pots of tulips indoors for hospice care. Since then, i've planted 5 pots in the ground. R.I.P. dear tulips.
Five more pots remain on the front step, looking a little unsteady on their feet, but still blooming beautifully.
And so do we.