Journal Entry No. 1
The Last of the Tulips, The Waterfall, and Planning for the Future
Time marches on in the garden this spring. I had to say goodbye to the blooms on the cherry tree, my peach dropped rather early, and my spring bulbs have nearly run their course. The wild tulips are wilting today, which always makes me a little sad. The parrots have alternated between shades of cream and rose to electric orange, magenta, and back to soft pink again. My black tulips have grown magnificently this year after last year's poor, drooping crop. They stand tall and proud and dance on the gentle breeze that brings cool spring temperatures back to the region.
