Mema’s Tulips

Back in December my the sale on my childhood home closed. It was also my father’s childhood home and so needless to say it was quite an emotional experience for me and for him as well.

Anyone who has gone through this knows that you obviously want to keep some tangible items from the house. The thing that I most wanted was the tulip bulbs. Believe it or not, my grandmother planted them well before I was born and despite neglect and never digging them up they bloomed every year. The day that I was born (April 17th) the tulips were in full bloom and my father took a picture of it. A few days later it snowed in typical Chicago fashion. Needless to say, they hold a pretty big significance to me.

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Back in October when the house entered escrow my father dug up the bulbs and promised to send them to me and was “getting around to it” for some time. While I was on vacation this last week the box arrived and I opened it up today. My original plan was keeping them refrigerated until the fall and then plant them however, god bless my father but he did the absolute worst thing he could have possibly done… left the bulbs in a lot of soil and kept them moist in a plastic bag. They sprouted, all together in a gigantic mess. After a small fit major meltdown I called a master gardener friend and she instructed me to plant them ASAP and consider putting them in a container. A quick trip to Lowes and this is what I ended up with. I was able to separate some but a few were a lost cause since they were so intertwined. Ignore the dead dymondia in the background, that’s a whole other story completely. Fingers crossed that the tulips can be saved!

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