Every spring I get a beautiful surprise! In early March, I discover fresh sprouts on the garden rhizomes and bulbs sitting in my basement. I dug them out last fall before the frost hit. I am always in a rush so they end up dumped in baskets, boxes and paper bags. I store them in the unfinished part of my basement. They have little exposure to light, no water and little dirt. Despite the odds, I find it amazing that they sprout every spring.
