I can almost set my calendar by the tulips.
Usually the 2nd week of May. It may seem ridiculous to get so excited about something like a bunch of tulips, but I do. Planted in November, there is the wait, the anticipation, the hope for Spring and the knowledge that they will dot our landscape for a scant few weeks. And, I’m just as eager as I was the first year we started planting them.
This was a beautiful Mother’s Day weekend and most notably because my own mother was able to spend the weekend with us. The tulips were just the icing on the cake.