Back in the autumn of '03, I decided I was going to finally plant some spring bulbs in the island in our backyard. I had originally wanted to get rid of the island -- it was mostly weeds anyway -- and replace it with grass. But Aaron disagreed so I decided to make it beautiful.
I poured over my gardening magazines, trying to figure out exactly what I wanted to do with it on a very limited budget. I decided to plant tulips in soft yellow, soft pink and a few bright red for a pop of color and to add liveliness.
I went to a local chain hardware store, where I could buy 250 bulbs for about twenty bucks. I got 100 each of the yellow and pink, and a bag of 50 of the red. I planted such a large quantity, because you have to plan on at least half of those being ruined by our furry friends that inhabit our yard; and yes, that's even with the help of the fox piss.
All winter I waited, and waited, and waited. I was so excited to see how all my hard work would pay off -- a full day of planting bulbs, fertilizing and multiple applications of powdered urine.
In April, this is what I received...
It's okay. You can laugh. I think it's hilarious.
Somehow, my beautiful bed ended up being something totally unexpected. This is the story of my life (and here's where I can compare my children and their medical mysteries with the tulips, but I won't -- but I will say that I love my boys with all my heart even though they are like the tulips, constantly surprising me with the unexpected).
And I think it's okay. I laugh every time I see my tulips. And when I look at other people's beautiful beds I think it's kind of sad how their garden has no humor.
So, my bipolar tulips have inspired me to make a quilt. And I'm going to make it out of (what most people consider to be) obnoxious colors.
I've chosen bright, eye-scaring bright, pinks, yellows and oranges. So far, this is what I have...
All the clothing materials have been thrifted. And I initially was only going to repurpose clothing. But the quilting stores have gotten the better of me, so I have a few fat quarters to go with it. I'm going to make it a crazy quilt (and the ladies at one local quilt shop are so! excited! to! help! me!).
I don't know when I'm going to get time to start the quilt, but I'm hoping fairly soon (you know, after I make some pillowcases and a few more bags). And I think I'll be lucky if I get it done within a year.
One thing is for certain... I'm sure they'll be a lot more surprises in store for me.