A few weekends ago I went to HD and picked up some plants-- supposedly the kind that grow back year after year (I CAN NEVER REMEMBER WHICH ARE WHICH) and (duh) planted them. Look at us blissfully unaware of what was coming...
See the odd spacing of plants in that picture above? Purple plant left, red plant centered, then some randos in there? That happened because Katie and I planted wildflower seeds in the spot with the dark soil. The wildflower seeds, however, weren't doing anything-- not a sprout in sight. I was willing to give them a few more weeks before I was going to go back to HD and fill in that area with already pre-established plants. But for now, my random plant placement was just going to have to be ok. LOOK! Color!
And everything was going splendidly. I had a new routine after biking home from the light rail: water plants in office (the vegetables), pick up dog poo, and then water the wildflowers I had planted as well as these HD plants. Just look at the wildflowers in the back yard! They were doing SO WELL! From SEEDS TOO! I wasn't killing stuff! Despite the lack of wildflower growth in the front flower bed, I was still calling it a victory. Nothing had died yet and all of the HD plants were living and motivating me to go back and really fill the front garden space in.
On May 11, it snowed for over 24 hours. I couldn't even bring myself to take a picture of it all fully covered in snow.
I do not yet know what has survived this terrible tragedy, but will definitely be back with a full post-mortum. 80 degrees last weekend and an onslaught of snow the next. Welcome to Denver, Colorado in the spring friends.