The tulip bed that was such a bust last year (its first) bade visitors a cheerful greeting this time around.
Not even Camille could top this dying act. The petals fell…there they are, strewn artfully on the ground…leaving behind a configuration arguably more interesting than the tulip in full flower. I may have to make an arrangement of these. It reminds me of an Eleanor Roosevelt quote “Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.”