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
