Tulips at the market: my favorite harbinger of spring
I think the Dutch had it right in the seventeeth century; why not base your economy on the beauty of the tulip? It’s a most worthy form of currency. And no offense to other spring bloomers, but that’s a feat neither a daffodil nor a hyacinth could pull off.
Yesterday, I was at the Puyallup (pronounced pew-al-up) Farmers Market (“off-island” as we like to call it) and the locally grown tulips stole the show.
While the sprouting broccoli, cauliflower, and mixed greens looked delicious, healthy eating has a hard sell when a bouquet of long-stemmed tulips can stop you dead in your tracks. Price them to sell at $10 a dozen, and your stomach will forgive you when raisin bran is on the menu for breakfast, lunch and dinner. But as I like to say, “What feeds the heart, feeds the soul.”
2 bulldogs and tu-lips: Boz & Gracie channel their inner Vermeer
One week later and they are just as dreamy (though it helps if you keep your house as cold as a meat locker).