My canna tubers came out of their basement quarantine yesterday. They seemed to have survived winter pretty well. I’m not so sure about the dahlias though.
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I have never been very fond of planting spring tubers because, in this Wisconsin climate, they have to be dug up in the fall to keep them from freezing to death.
I prefer perennials. They return in most years without a problem.
Anyway, these tubers are back in the soil again. I felt I owed it to Bob to do this.
Last fall, Bob helped me dig up the tubers just before our early winter arrived.
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Bob also helped dig up our potatoes, too.
As I planted the cannas, I thought of Bob.
Those cannas are lucky. They have a new life this summer all because of Bob.
Now I wait for rain and new sprouts from the fields and from my flower beds, and more memories of Bob.
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