A few weeks ago, I had an experience that was like bathing in warm honey.
As the sun was descending, I was walking between rows of richly colored tulips cast in golden, late-afternoon light. Everything was warm – the spring air, the sun on my skin, and the glow on each flower’s sensuous hue. I could have stayed in that moment for hours, which is probably what made it so fleetingly remarkable.
Thank you, Carol, of The Little Farm, for that pick-your-own-tulips experience.
Orcas, look out for more lovely opportunities here…
The Little Farm is on Olga Road across from The Inn at Ship Bay.
