Last week we headed off to Tulip Top Gardens to complete our pilgrimages to celebrate Spring.
Tulip Top Gardens are a little way out of town (and in the next state) and they are open each year at the same time as Floriade.
Both
are celebrations of spring. Both feature tulips by the hundreds. Both
are in spectacular locations. And they couldn't be more different.
Floriade is free to enter, and is becoming increasingly commercial in nature.
Tulip
Top Gardens charges $16 admittance to people over 16 (seniors get a discount). Included in that fee are unlimited cups of tea and coffee
and for those who would like it a sausage sandwich (the skinny one had
mine as well).
Floriade is a government initiative.
Tulip Top Gardens are the work of a single family - who put over a million bulbs in the ground each year by hand. I am so in awe of their backs and their stamina.
I
go to both of them each year, but Tulip Top Gardens is first in my
heart.
Many, many, many photos follow. And there are more which I won't inflict on you. Yet.
Starting at the entrance to the gardens, wandering down the path.
Looking to the right.
Looking to the left.
Straight ahead.
It really is an explosion of colour, scent and sound. Frogs croak in the water, classic music drifts down from the trees...
Each year I look forward to their forsythia avenue. Each year my anticipation is rewarded.
Each year I also wonder whether this is the year that the walk to the lookout defeats me.
Nope. Not this year. And this was my reward.
Isn't it glorious? This is already such a photo heavy post I think I will stop and take a breather at the top.
More next week - unless you are sick of it.
Starting at the entrance to the gardens, wandering down the path.
Looking to the right.
Looking to the left.
Straight ahead.
It really is an explosion of colour, scent and sound. Frogs croak in the water, classic music drifts down from the trees...
Each year I look forward to their forsythia avenue. Each year my anticipation is rewarded.
Each year I also wonder whether this is the year that the walk to the lookout defeats me.
Nope. Not this year. And this was my reward.
Isn't it glorious? This is already such a photo heavy post I think I will stop and take a breather at the top.
More next week - unless you are sick of it.