There's something about hearing a major winter storm is coming that drives me into the garage to check for leftover bulbs.
Not that I don't participate in the Missouri tradition of talking about how much Missouri weather changes, and what we should, or shouldn't be doing about it as I filled my car with gas and stocked up on hot chocolate and cat litter.
The impending storm marks the official end of Missouri's growing season, promising no more single sunny days where we can sneak in another day or so puttering in the fall garden.
I found a little pack of left-over tulips in a red mesh bag tucked inside a flower pot, and the rest of my red onion sets still in a brown bag, dried into paper thin husks.

Onion sets are one of the first things I buy in spring, a pack each of red and yellow onions. Once the ground warms, they get planted around rose bushes as a natural bug deterrent; and this year, in my first formal vegetable garden, where I like to
let them bloom.
It was a little sad to hold these leftover onion sets, small enough to hold only enough energy to make them through half a year.
They held such promise when I brought them home in early February, their little bags resting on the kitchen counter as a reminder warm days were just around the corner. Missouri winters sometimes wear on me; weeks and weeks of gray skies, frigid temperatures and nothing green for miles besides cedars, not to mention ice storms that sometimes literally bring down mature trees.
Nature's way of pruning, I suppose.
I found one baby red onion with some energy still left inside.

It's now tucked safely inside my flower pot in the dining room, with left-over rosemary and parsley from this summer's potted deck garden. This should be enough to keep me energized until I can get back outside again next spring.
Charlotte
Gardening to Distraction on a MO Hil