Last year I remember all the colorful tulips waving at me as I drove or walked by. They are beautiful flowers. I love how rich their color is and how they come in all different colors. I also love them because for some reason they remind me of Alma. Call me crazy, but ever since we unexpectedly discovered tulips in front of our house and I left a tulip on Alma's grave, their presence reminds me of Alma every time I see them.
So I was pretty excited when I saw these beauties bloom again.
Thanks for saying hi, Alma.
Please ignore our weed-ridden plot. I keep forgetting to pull them up! |
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