Garden Pic Wednesday: Portuguese Squill

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Today, my Portuguese Squill is in season!
The heads make the most interesting photo specimens as they first begin to bloom, the blossoms gradually unfurling a few at a time until it's one full, flat head of bluish-purple flowers!
Easy to grow. It's a bulb you plant in the fall. Of the 5 original bulbs I planted 3 years ago, 4 survived and have doubled.


 



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