Tulip season in Holland

This might not be any news for you, especially if you follow me on Instagram, but I love tulip season. I'm always quietly waiting for it to happen, and when it does, I feel I'm ready and fulfilled to wait another year for them to bloom again.

Every year it is different, even if they might look bit similar on the pictures, the colors and placement of this colors is not. I call it color therapy, and the most effective one. After 1 minute standing in one of those colorful fields, your soul immediately feels better. I tried filming it, and you can watch it here.

I hope this color therapy injects you with a little joy!

These last pictures, and the ones below are tulips we got to pick ourselves. I love them because they are all different, not like the kind they sell at the flower shops everywhere here, and the black background is my latest  obsession.

 A stylized version.

And a not so stylized version. Our messy dining table, but what the heck, if you're looking at the mess, then you are not really seeing those beauties.

This is our third year visiting the tulip fields, and you can see them here, here and here if you like.

Wishing you a wonderful and very colorful day,
Giova

Picking Tulips… again.

For the third year in a row (I might add), we went back to the tulip picking activity. Every time I go, it feels like I'm seeing it all for the first time, and I know I showed some tulip fields some weeks ago (this is the last, promise), but I couldn't not show you again. Since it only happens once a year, why not?

I promise I haven't photoshopped the above picture. I know it looks a bit strange, but that's the way it actually was and felt when I was standing there.

My older one decided to skip the trip this year, and I don't blame him. The road to get here is impossible with traffic, what should take 20 minutes, takes an hour. Plus when you are a teenager you live in your own little world (and tulips are not welcome), oh, well...

 One of my favorite color combinations, right here.

Happiness in a bucket, and my helper is the best. Except of course when he steps on the flowers, then not so great.

 Fill a bucket, pay 7 euros.

Get home and find every little container you can, and admire nature's beauty. This is what I call happiness in a bucket.

Wishing you a very colorful weekend,
and just a friendly reminder that there is a GIVEAWAY going on, and that I completely forgot I had a trip so the deadline has been moved!
Giova