Last fall Bern's dad gave us a bag of miniature daffodil bulbs. They were put aside with the intent of being planted before winter and obviously forgotten. There was a bit of soil in there and I guess it was open enough to let rain water in. I can't believe they survived the snow and freezing temperatures in a plastic bag sitting on concrete.
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