I see bulbs coming up in all the planters downtown, and the bulbs are not only up but blooming at my parents’ house. So I think it’s time to re-read my spring book, The Secret Garden. Here’s the scene where Mary is finding bulbs in the titular garden:
There had been a flower bed, and she thought she saw something sticking out of the black earth–some sharp little pale green points…she knelt down to look at them.
“Yes, they are tiny growing things[…]Perhaps there are some other ones coming up in other places,” she said. “I will go all over the garden and look.”
She went slowly and kept her eyes on the ground. She looked in the old border beds and among the grass, and after she had gone round, trying to miss nothing, she had found ever so many more sharp, pale green points, and she had become quite excited again.