The Life of an Artist
OOOH! Velvet-y richness! The perfect foil for the pale flowers. We can't grow tulips down here; just iguanas.
Beautiful, dark drama. Very elegant! I love the one above too with that great gold bowl and the tulips doing their gentle ballet toward it.
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Hope springs eternal, just like these tulips. They come up like clockwork, every May. This is the third year we've been picking them from my mom's garden.
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OOOH! Velvet-y richness! The perfect foil for the pale flowers. We can't grow tulips down here; just iguanas.
Beautiful, dark drama. Very elegant! I love the one above too with that great gold bowl and the tulips doing their gentle ballet toward it.
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