Might this be an opportunity to spread them out some?

I may as well have taken a machete to them. Hacked to pieces, except 2 of them that I tried sort of replanting, but then lost one of those 2 within minutes.

On a happier note, I did find some glasses that I lost last summer. They're soaking in some water right now...

I hate it when that happens, chop up something while getting prepared for something else.

Here's a temporary replacement:

He'd pulled up all the "wild onions." When he showed me the pile of "wild onions" I had to tell him he now had to replant all my paper white narcissus.

ALL the paper whites are descended from a small patch I found on this farm when I bought it in 1977. They are vintage - they don't stink like modern varieties. They must have been planted by the mother of the family I bought the place from - and they bought it in the 1940s.

They are some of my favorite flowers. They're nearly impossible to kill, keep the squirrels away from the other bulbs, bloom in the winter here, and are easy to propagate. We had paperwhites growing in the top of a sago palm for years after my dog dug up the bed and threw one bulb into the palm!

YOU KNOW I'D DO THAT FOR YOU MY SWEET

that saying "It's all over except for the crying" would be appropriate because if you're like me, you'll still be crying next year.

I know, MT. This year I was going through my garden, still crying over the row of leek starts that I had shoveled up last year.

What made it even worse was the row that I didn't kill/damage was doing exceptionally well. I could have had double the number of leeks, I thought. There goes that positive, upbeat thinking!

You're not alone. It happens. Looks like a number of gardeners on this thread have had some incidents.



Cher

but in front of the blueberry bushes that I'll be putting into the new lasagna bed. Safe from me and my shovel.

On another happy note, I had a near miss with my backyard daffodils when I put in my lasagna bed. I couldn't remember exactly where the daffodils and crocuses were. It turns out that 1 patch came right up to the edge of the lasagna garden, but when I lifted the edge of the cardboard (and I just checked again to be sure) nothing was trying to poke through. Phew! So they survived the maple tree fall last year, plus all the men's trampling boots when they were cutting up the firewood.

I also successfully saved the backyard daylilies last fall, which were crushed and buried under the maple's branches, in a heroic, last minute race against winter. They have returned this spring.

I'm hoping to restore the backyard to its former glory. It looks like a few decades since its been overrun by brambles...

hope things work out. There's always next spring!