Rescued Bulbs

I have these sweet little bulbs popping up all over my back yard.



Poor little things have been chopped down by the lawn mower over and over again.



Their tiny little tops being cut off just when they think it's safe to peek out of the ground.

So today I rescued them. Dug them up from the yard.

I have no idea what they are:
Daffodils?
Narcissus?
Paper Whites?



With any luck - we'll find out soon enough.



They have been propped up in a pretty glass bowl, filled with pebbles and water and now sit by my kitchen window ready to drink up the sunshine.



I hope those little roots stretch their legs - right now they look pretty cramped and uncomfortable.



There are plenty more. These will be transplanted elsewhere in the yard. Somewhere safe from the lawnmower.



Next time - remind me that I have a perfectly good potting bench where these sorts of gardening adventures should take place instead of in the kitchen.

Better go mop up the muddy floor.

It's beginning to feel like Spring - at least today.