Cropped pants, sandals, tulips for pete’s sake? I knew I remembered when Spring came in March. Apparently we’re jamming so many holidays into the next six days, our bulbs are forgetting to make an appearance.
Fine, I’ll admit it. We saw some budding promises this weekend and I’m just bitter that I kept forgetting my camera to photograph them. And, fine, it was a beautiful, albeit, breezy weekend with lots of sunshine and blue skies. And fine, as my husband points out, just a few weeks after this photo was taken our area suffered a massive deep frost which destroyed all the apples and grapes and made our fall a little less fun. So a late Spring is probably for the best, but I’m still rooting for the tuilps.