Spring has come again. The earth is like a child, who knows poems; oh, so many . . . Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus Last fall, I planted daffodil bulbs in the front flower bed of the house I had just purchased. I was so excited about having my own home, and being able to plant bulbs again, I sent away for over 200 bulbs. When they arrived, I started digging holes, and discovered that the bark mulch was covering a concrete-like…