I don’t know if anyone else remembers the cold, dark summer we had a few years ago? It was a grim start to the year when NOTHING grew.
I had the romantic notion that I would take my two little ones to the Keukenhof Gardens in the Netherlands for our Easter holiday and we would cycle around the surrounding fields taking in the multi-coloured blooms. That year nothing was ready at that time. For the first time in 20-something years nothing grew. Thick grey skies and barren black earth. No green shoots. No brightly coloured blooms.
Instead we spent our holiday driving around in circles, sitting on a dank canal boat with droplets rain obscuring the views above and touring windmills and a chocolate factory. OK, so that last experience was a sensory delight – the richness of the cocoa, the sheer indulgence of waffles with ice-cream in the café. More hot chocolate, coffee and cinnamon dust at every turn. We went to a wind-blown beach too. It was just like the east coast, with that end-of-the road feeling, wide open grey skies and pebbles on the shoreline.
This year is most definitely a year for tulips. And I’m grateful for that, even if the seasonally cold wind is biting at my fingers and toes. Each tulip is growing at a different pace but that does nothing to diminish my joy! Spring is here and summer is just around the corner!