Last Spring we went up the road a bit to a tulip farm. Tulips have always been one of my favorite flowers and looking out over the rows and rows of tulips was so beautiful and peaceful. It was my second Spring visiting the tulips but the first time I noticed that the farm sells bulbs. And you can pick them up in the Fall at precisely the correct time for planting. I suddenly wanted to plant tulips.
I mapped out where I wanted to plant them in our yard and how many bulbs we would need. My deft math skills produced that 250 bulbs should do it. So I ordered 250 bulbs. Then I lost my map. (It’s a long stretch between Spring and Fall and I obviously can’t be trusted to keep track of silly papers for that long. Don’t ever ask me to look after your treasure map.)
Fall came and we drove to pick up the bulbs. I sat in the car with Eva and awaited our magical bulbs while Michael went in to fetch them. I must admit I had no concept of just how many bulbs I had ordered until Michael came stumbling out of the store with a bag so large that his entire upper body was concealed as he carried it. The snarky, elderly cashier asked him if he was starting his own tulip farm. I told him he should have punched her square in the dentures.
We decided that 250 bulbs could be divided into 50 holes, with 5 bulbs going into each hole. Seemed perfect and easy to accomplish. Shouldn’t take more than a couple hours...or a couple days. Usually during projects I have little patience. It takes me approximately 5 minutes to lose it and become crabby. However, for this project, I felt like I had to keep a cheery disposition since I was the dumbo who thought we needed 250 tulip bulbs. I slathered Michael with encouragement and worked along side him like a good little helper. I didn’t complain once and I even brought the guy ice water. It was a tedious job but we did it.
Then we watched and waited. And waited some more. Spring sure takes its time.
And then they began to sprout!
And now they are BEAUTIFUL!
250 bulbs was exactly what we needed. I was right all along. (Again.)
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