The clocks have sprung forward and so have I! Why do I always feel like I’ve survived the armageddon of Winter whenever we move the clocks forward and I finally can lift my face skyward when I get out of work and not see stars and rather a soft beam of sunlight? I can’t be the only one, right?
Spring absolutely means tulips! And having spent 2 years in the Netherlands I can say that my heart tingles with nostalgia whenever I see one of those stunning blooms. Imagine my beating heart when I see fields and fields of them! Swoon!
Get out there and tip toe through Oregon’s own tulip fields at this years Wooden Shoe Festival