Finally, after a long wait, I finally have a steady supply of fresh Dahlias for my kitchen table. As you can see, our dog Astrid is very proud of them. I think she feels that she had something to do with their success, as we made checking on them part of our morning ritual. Every morning it was turn off the alarm, go out and get the newspaper, start the coffee and finally, along with Astrid, go out to the backyard and check on the Dahlias.
I originally started with three pots of Dahlia tubor plantings but after one failed to show any signs of life, I discarded it. Now, with two healthy pots I feel I was a bit hasty about the third one. Being new to growing flowers from tubers, the hardest part was not knowing what to expect of them. My Dahlia growing experience was a lot like training Astrid. Patience and nurture yields beautiful results.
