Isn’t that a cute garden accent? The little girl is sitting there lovingly holding her recently picked bouquet. Not far from her was another little girl leaning against a tree.
A tulips greatness is only partially orchestrated by nature. The rest is done by the gardener who has the vision to see where they should go.
She smiles at everyone who passes her way.
All is quiet here at the old folks home after a busy weekend with family. I should be able to catch up on all the wonderful comments and visits. Thank you all!