Tulips
(Day Twenty-Three)
I told Michael I didn't know what to write about tonight, and he said, "Write about the tulips."
I said, "That's like one sentence. 'I bought some tulips at the grocery store because they looked pretty.'"
They do look pretty. I don't buy flowers very often because it seems like a waste -- they never last very long, and then you just end up throwing them away. But today tulips just seemed bright and spring-like and necessary, and they reminded me of my mother for some reason and the tulips that grew in our yard growing up. Maybe I'll plant some this fall in the front yard, after I get rid of that horrid, bristly evergreen ground cover that fills up the front flower bed.
Gardening is one of those things I wish I knew more about, but when it comes down to it, it's just a lot of work. That's the story of everything -- it'd be nice to be an expert, but it's so much work. That's why being an expert is actually something impressive.
Look at how much I just wrote about tulips.
I told Michael I didn't know what to write about tonight, and he said, "Write about the tulips."
I said, "That's like one sentence. 'I bought some tulips at the grocery store because they looked pretty.'"
They do look pretty. I don't buy flowers very often because it seems like a waste -- they never last very long, and then you just end up throwing them away. But today tulips just seemed bright and spring-like and necessary, and they reminded me of my mother for some reason and the tulips that grew in our yard growing up. Maybe I'll plant some this fall in the front yard, after I get rid of that horrid, bristly evergreen ground cover that fills up the front flower bed.
Gardening is one of those things I wish I knew more about, but when it comes down to it, it's just a lot of work. That's the story of everything -- it'd be nice to be an expert, but it's so much work. That's why being an expert is actually something impressive.
Look at how much I just wrote about tulips.