We had seen on the local news beautiful fields of tulips in bloom the first week of April. So as you would expect, on the next opportunity down the hill, we went in search of these massive fields of color to help us believe there really was a season called Spring. We found many signs along the highway to guide us. Here is a picture to show you we were really on our way to "TULIP TIME". This was the 3rd sign.
Betty Boop and I were ready with our cameras. The light was good, not perfect, but good enough. We were set to shoot.... Tulips! But, we were only seeing fields like the one in the picture above. Nonetheless, we were resilient and Larry was determined to drive us to our photo op.
Then we started to see some fields..... That was growing... something.
(I still think farmers owe it to the uninformed to put signs up, like "CARROTS" "WHEAT",)
however; we felt we were getting close to our objective.
Isn't this beautiful? Carpets of yellow spreading for miles!
Maybe not the tulips we were looking for, but lovely expanses of these star shaped flowers that I can't remember the name of. We were encouraged. We found flowers!
We WANTED TULIPS. So, we drove on, slowly irritating the cars behind us.
And we found it! Except... they weren't in bloom like the news claimed. At least not in our area, maybe to the south they were blooming. But not us... So, we drove on in the direction now of home, heartbroken.
Then as we reached the final road to the highway we saw something worth screeching the car breaks over.
success!
TULIP
In other news, our neighbor buddy made it to the Anacortes Tea Party equipped with his sign. He explained, his sign is homegrown and always available and attached to the center of available digits on both of his hands. LOL! He says uses it often and proudly. LOL, gotta just luv him huh! I didn't get a pic. We are hesitant of naming this neighbor because the Department of Homeland Security is wasting dollars on keeping tags on ex-vets and people against abortion (the Pope also?) as being prone to extremist acts like Tim McVeigh's. I find my own middle finger gets overly stimulated with news like that, (and voting in unread stimulus earmarked packages,) but will try to refrain its exuberant flashing towards Ms Napolitano's extremist view against our soldiers whatever their active/inactive status. (Author now removes herself from soapbox proudly and humbly as she has children who have served and one still serving in the Armed Forces while daily views the American flag and Marine Corps flag in the front yard.)
B and L are working ever so hard cleaning up, trimming and chipping of limbs (trees not their own,) painting, plumbing, and all other means necessary to bring the Campground back into top form for the happy little campers that have already started making their way to the readied sites. They also had a day of CPR and First Aid training in which Betty CPR'd the dummies balloon outta its chest. LOL. There is never a camera handy when you need it, and I would have loved to catch her expression and laughter over that one! You should know that L did not miss out on the expected wisecrack as she relayed (no pun intended) the story to me.
Mitzi is thrilled! The past two days of sunshine has unleashed the fearless hunter in her that slept most of the winter. She is in top form and gracing the patio with her gifts. Nonetheless, the blue birds (the big ones) are double teaming her a bit. She went after one, while the other went after her. She is back to nabbing the smaller birds as if the other incident was not viewed. I still have this vision of her flying in the air from the awning, paws with claws spread wide and teeth showing as she catches the little birds in flight... or bats. She got two bats last year... I wouldn't care if she ate all of her carnage or left it as a gift at a neighbors house (not the one with the home grown sign) but insists on this porch.
The tree frogs start up (louder than the crickets and grasshoppers of Texas if you can believe it!) and fill the nite air with their song and amazingly stop all at once at 2:30 am. I guess that is when the karaoke party is over and the froggy bars are closed. I haven't seen one yet, meaning that they are either too smart for Mitzi or she eats the whole thing. Sophie on the other hand must get close to them because she is getting into something that really reeks. I have to hide her soap and sneak her towel so I can catch her for bathing purposes. Doggy treats do not put me back in her good graces. She gives me the eye, only allowing one to sleep at a time.
Via Alexander Graham Bell we are told our golfer to the south should be back soon with the bird. The snow is gone so we are very excited to see finally the blue fade driving past with Sampson the bird annoucing their arrival! Be safe on the road dear friend.
We hope you are all doing fine and enjoying the change of season.
Betty in front of an avalanche. (Notice the other two plus Sophie did not want to stand there.)
The bathrooms couldn't be entered without a bit of shoveling. It was amazing as we drove along this route. The waterfalls between snow covered rock formations, and even the snowplows made interesting patterns as seen below.
