So I drove back across the river today and dug about 3 clumps. Either someone is picking the flowers or some critter is eating the flowers because there were fewer in bloom. My timing was good as the ground cover of poison ivy is sending forth its deep red leaves . . . . . I walked around a bit. This must have been a wonderful property at one time, and as real estate agents love to say "it has potential." The Delaware River is visible from two different sides of the house as the water curves around a bit. There is a debilitated brick / concrete walled garden in back, brick pillars, curved top. Concrete spalling and falling off. More poison ivy, more Scilla, more daffodils, one scrawny hyacinth with a deeper pink stripe on pink petals. Didn't see anything else of note - no bearded iris, no peonies, etc. The plywood nailed over windows and doors is weathered to silver gray. I noticed that one window has the bottom right corner of the plywood gnawed off - squirrels? raccoons? have a veritable palace to inhabit. Separated the bulbs, even salvaging a couple of single leaf seedlings - if I dug it, I feel honor bound to give it a chance. Good thing I restrained myself because as it was there were numerous bulbs. Will give them a day to settle into their numerous pots and then begin dilute liquid feed to plump them up. "Salvage" is a good word, don't you think? If the police had come by that's what I was going to say.