Last week, in my haste to complain that Spring hadn't yet graced me with her presence, I failed to notice that my tulips had emerged from the rain-drenched soil and into the warming air. I came home from work on Wednesday and was delightfully welcomed by forty bright and smiling yellow tulip blossoms. I could hear their musings on the breeze. They begged me. I couldn't resist. I dropped my things inside, grabbed my Holga and some Provia and practically skipped across the yard to photograph my beautiful girls.
Welcome, Spring! Kick off your shoes, grab a lemonade and just rest here in Utah for a while. I'm not ready for Summer.