Tonight when I drove home I could see all kinds of tulips in the neighborhood. Even my next door neighbor has tulips.
None of my tulips have bloomed yet.
It seems like everything in my yard is always two weeks behind the neighbors. It’s not fair.
We found the Amsterdam flower market by accident and I was completely overcome.
I ran up to a giant bulb display and hugged it and told Bob: I want all of this.
I know, he said.
They had bulbs you could buy that were approved for the US but I was traveling with the world’s smallest bag and I would have had to carry the bulbs around with me for the rest of the day.
It was a tough choice but I passed. It looked like all the same stuff in the local catalog and I think all that stuff comes from Netherlands anyway.
Next year I’m buying a ton more tulips.