Today I went to a Tulip Festival for the first, perhaps the last time. It's late in the season, so most of the fields had been chopped. We did find one garden and wandered through it. No one ever told me that tulip names were so bad-ass. Here's some of the gems:
Dreaming Maid
Scarlet Pimpernel
Graffiti
Oriental Splendor
Moneymaker
Dutch Master
Flaming Parrot
Queen of the Night
Temple of Beauty
Ninja
Aladdin
Way more exciting than the Calvinist tulips.
3 comments:
You went today?! Greg and I went yesterday! Hahaha. Too bad we couldn't have gone together. We were throughly disappointed too as every field chopped them off early! Lame. But we went to Anacortes afterward and hung out with Calin all day. His dad said a week ago the festival was beautiful. Maybe you should reconsider and give it a try again next year (but in early April instead).
Haha - this is great.
TAKE IT BAAAAAACK! Calvinist tulips are the only tulips worth a shit. They tried to chop the Calvinist tulips down, but the blades on their machines broke, because it was PREDESTINED.
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