Two solid days in a row with sunshine. Be still my barely-beating heart. I have these two Tulips out front—some past resident, I’m sure, planted with love. Unfortunately, they have a hard life, being on the main walkway to the big biking/hiking path down the street. At least 100 dogs a day go by and pay their regards to various parts of my lawn, the official Tulip area being no exception. These two little guys struggle every day to be all that they can be. This morning, despite their burdens, they looked just wonderful to me. Tulips are indeed the world’s toughest and most perfect flower. Spring may actually be here at last.
Guarded within the old red wall's embrace,
Marshalled like soldiers in gay company,
The tulips stand arrayed. Here infantry
Wheels out into the sunlight.
~ Amy Lowell, A Tulip Garden
Published on: Apr 20, 2006
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