Yes, I mean the teensy red sprout. I have a few of them.
The cold winter didn't kill them. Hallelujah. They were transplanted from my sister-in-law's garden. We had transplanted some of them to our old place years ago and loved them, but left those behind. We're going to be so glad to have some familiar flowers. It will probably take a few years for them to bloom, but I am really glad they survived that first winter.
My chives are also up:
They look a bit anemic because they were entirely covered with mulch. And, wow, I already need to weed!
The tulips are coming along nicely:
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