I think that spring is really here. Everything says that it should be. The warm weather, the blue skies, the flowers.
If it snows again, I think I'm going to give up.
(At least I don't have my own garden to worry about. I didn't plan anything this year, because a move in early June makes it pointless.)
Yesterday, we did the perfect thing to welcome and celebrate spring. The Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point.
Not all the flowers were out (owing to the very bad weather of the last couple weeks. Next week would be perfect, I bet.) But the weather was mild. And there were plenty of flowers for everyone to enjoy.
We fed fish, ran through mazes, ate kettle corn and listened to bluegrass music. A perfect day.
Although next time, I need to do better at remembering sunscreen.