Last fall my wife’s grandmother asked me to help her transplant some amaryllis bulbs from her old house to her new house. So I grabbed a shovel and filled two boxes full a bulbs. As payment she let me take a few bulbs home for my own garden. At the time I didn’t really have a spot for them but needed to get them planted soon since winter was quickly approaching. I ended up just putting them in a cedar barrel sitting near our front door.
This past week they finally went into full bloom! They are a nice deep red and much taller than I expected.
The best part about these bulbs, my wife’s grandmother informed me that they originally came from her grandfather’s garden and she has planted then at every house shes lived in. Whenever she moves she leaves a few for the next owner and takes a few for her new house. So I was excited to finally get to enjoy my hand me down bulbs and their long family lineage now in my own yard.