Sheryl and I bought 12 forsythia plants for $12/each about 8 years ago. We heeled them in the first year. They were little sticks. Sparse. Look at them now. There’s a golden riot going on in our side yard. Every year this makes me happy. We made it through another winter (this one with 77 inches of snow in Philly) and spring is really here.
Forsythia Brighten the Back of My House
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