Cannas are multi-talented plants. I appreciate them not only for their flowers (my hummers love them) but also because of the exotic foliage that they offer. They also come in various heights, which gives my garden layers of the WOW factor.
In my zone 5B garden, I am instructed to dig up canna bulbs each year before the first frost, but I never seem to get around to it. I live in the middle of the woods so my gardens are actually in a microclimate which allows them to come back after mild winters. This year, however, my cannas, dahlias and glads failed to return.
A few weeks ago I went to a garage sale that offered large, healthy canna bulbs for only fifty cents each. I purchased six of them, and planted them in the ground as soon as I got home. A few days later I wandered around the garden to find that the cannas had all been dug up and stacked neatly beside the empty hole! I replanted them immediately and went on my merry way, thinking that perhaps a skunk, possum or coon had been playing tricks on me.
Tonight I went outside while the baby was sleeping, and to my horror I found just an empty hole. There weren't even any canna carcasses to be found...not a root, shoot, or skin!
I have no idea of the guilty party, but I do know that if I find a critter lurking around my cannas next year I'm going to have to kick some butt. (Of course, it could be my bah-humbug husband playing tricks on me!)
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