Now that my tulips are planted (I am ignoring the dahlia digging chore) I am declaring my garden work season officially over, which means that study and planning and dreaming season has begun. This is where I read all my garden catalogs and books for the nth time, get garden books out of the library, talk about plans with David and RELAX.
I am leaving the stalks. No neatening, no clearing off leaves–everything gets to lie or stand as it is, higgeldy-piggeldy.
We do protect our hydrangea and a few other tender perrenials, but mostly the garden goes through the winter in splendid disarray.