Because of usually high temps (which were a boon for us) the field of tulips I remembered never materialized. Because of the warmth, the tulips bloomed early. But, happily there were still some in the fields.
This also made me realize it was 23 years to the same Mother’s Day weekend I had been in the Netherlands the first time! I remember because I bought my mom roses and a black corduroy skirt from a flea market. I think she still has the skirt actually.
I think the memory of the tulips all those years ago cemented them as my favorite flowers.
Luckily we stopped at Keukenhof where the curators were keeping the flowers alive out of doors and inside a massive greenhouse / display.
They had displays up in a pagent manner for different dresses.
*cough* I may have stood in line to pose
with in the wedding dress.
There were many tulips to see at the gardens which were beautifully curated
My favorite memory of the garden though is this sculpture and sign.
“Please. Treat the artwork with respect.”
You know, don’t tease the artwork because it’s not Michaelangelo’s David! It’s not the scultpure’s fault he wasn’t made into the Thinker. Not everyone can be Lady Justice! Show some respect! Heh. I know. I’m juvenile.