Tulip Time

April is blossom time in our corner of the world. The hillsides are covered with white and pink, as the cherry and apple trees do their best to attract the bees they need to produce the fruit later in the summer. And although we are not in Holland, there is always a profusion of tulips and daffodils at this time of the year. This picture below was taken in the roadside field of a farmer who has planted millions of tulips. The public is invited to stop, cut what flowers they like, and drop the money into a roadside box.

Yes, each part of the world has its beauty. while the flowers here are amazing, I still remember the acres of tiger lilies growing on the farm I lived on as a boy -- and these were not planted by any person, they grew wild. And then there were the amazing expanses of Indian paintbrush in Waterton National Park -- reminds me of what the flowers' designer had to say: "Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin. And yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." Indeed he wasn't, and he probably didn't smell as nice either.