Narcissus...ancient flower...gazing into its own reflection...
the story related at length by Ovid..about the son of Cephissus and the blue nymph Liriope of Thespiae....
still more stories tell us the bulbs were carried by Roman soldiers who consumed them when mortally wounded, to quickly end the suffering...
the rabbits, the deer, the squirrel never eat them...how do they know?
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They are all smarter than us. We gave up our natural intelligence for convenience.
Your garden is springing alive with bright yellow bits fromt he sun. FUN. Dont' those conceited yellow trumpets makey you want to shout for joy!
If we only knew as much as the rabbits, deer and squirrel!
I don't know how they know. But I am glad there is at least one bulb I can plant that they won't dig up or chew off the flowers. (sigh)
As usual, something new learned.
After 2 years of trying my mom gave up planting flowers and bulbs around our house on the rez; as soon as they bloomed the sheep and goats at the flowers. Stomachs made of steel foraging on sagebrush and tough N Arizona grass?
(argh, hit return before selecting Identity, ignore the old blogspot!)
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