Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Tip Toeing Through The Tulips

                       It was one of the most stunning sights I have ever seen.

Tulips, tulips and more tulips.

These individual, little bursts of color 

planted en masse by the thousands, like spools of ribbon

against a jagged edge of hazy blue mountain ranges,
 and topped off with blue sky and puffy, white clouds.

No, I wasn't in Holland,
although I would love to be there one day.

These tiny tulip bulbs lit up the fields liked fireworks on the grounds of Roozengaarde farm in the Skagit Valley of Washington state.  There were fields of yellow daffodils, too, just starting to fade in one field,

while the tulips were reaching their prime in others.

It  was reminiscent of Dorothy and the poppy fields in the classic movie,
The Wizard Of Oz.

Not only did the tulips fascinate, but the soil here was an interesting in itself. A puzzle of texture that cracked on the surface, yet, it felt like a soft, cushioned rubber mat when I walked on it.

And I know I am dating myself here, but I couldn't help thinking of Tiny Tim, on The Tonight Show With Johnny Carson, dozens of years ago when he sang, "Tip Toe Through The Tulips," a river of alliteration, on his tiny ukulele.

In the display gardens, patterns of color fascinated swarms of people, responsible for the adjoining fields of parked cars, who came to see the spectacle just about an hour north of Seattle.

I recall seeing an impressive photo of these tulip fields about 14 years ago, at least,  and I made a note to myself that I would have to go see it with my own eyes one day. I finally made it at the end of March, 2015. The month long festival is usually in April each year. This year was the earliest bloom date ever, and it is attributed warmer weather.

It was worth the wait for me.

Plants, and flowers, were in the wide open fields as well as in nooks and crannies,
from Dutch clogs

as well as in mossy tree limbs high above ground. 
It was a gorgeous day in the Pacific Northwest.

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