Ah autumn crocus, I love you. This time of year, actually it’s more early September, is when out of the ground pops marvelous, huge, fantastic crocus. My father has planted them in groups every where. They are reddish pink in the evenings and glorious purple in the day. They last about three weeks then are gone for another year. Nothing says the start of fall is here like when the autumn crocus pops up its blooms.