Ever since a co-worker gave me a couple of bulbs from her garden seven years ago I've been following the same routine. After the first fall frost kills the plant leaves, I cut the dead foliage off just above the soil level, dig the bulbs up, shake off as much dirt as possible, then put the bulbs in an old recycling bin. I carry the bin down to the basement (which is the coolest and darkest place in the house), where I stash it on top of the freezer.
During the winter I do nothing to or for the bulbs. Every spring when I bring them outside I find out that somehow they knew it was time to get growing:
|See the sprouts?|