Dog Pile in the Daffodils
Let’s start at the end of my weekend, shall we? This is how I finished it up.
We didn’t go tiptoeing in the tulips, but we had a dogpile in the daffodils. Ain’t life grand?
I went to meet my daughter up in La Conner, WA, to see all the tulips in bloom – along with all 500,000 (or more) other Seattleites out on a beautiful sunny Spring day. I put my bike in the back of the car, loaded Lily up to ride along, and got stuck in traffic up there. Never did get out and get a bike ride, but did scout out the places to ride. My daughter and I spent a good hour and a half trying to find a meeting spot – we were both like moving targets, on the cell phone checking in, “So, where are you now? Oh, where’s that? I think you are behind me about a mile. Oh, wait, maybe you’re east of me.” Clearly, had we both had GPS thingymajiggies in our car, life would have been easier.
I stopped at a store and picked up some sandwiches, fruit, and Lunchables and we had a picnic in the van on the side of the road. The poor baby birds were all so hungry. But it was fun. We finally got to a daffodil field, and tried to squat and pose for the pictures at Evan’s height. We all lost our balance and ended up on top of each other. (Cayden is behind me – you can barely see his head.) It was kinda funny.
Here’s a little photo goodness of my day on Sunday.
Lily riding in her “doggie car seat” on the way up there.
The rest of Seattle making the trek northward.
While I was in traffic, I had some more fun taking pics of Lily.
No more pics, mama.
Ok, fine, just one, and I’ll pose for you.
Viewing a red tulip field as I drove by trying to find my daughter.
A beautiful tree I admired while waiting for Cindy to find me.
We saw a lot of this going on. These girls didn’t know how to count. They let the same row go through three times before rotating to us. They controlled my emotions there for a little bit.
Finally, beautiful stripes of colored fields.
But most of it was a blur like this.
Although this drive-by came out nice.
My littlest grand-birdie. Isn’t he just precious?
Dunno what they’re looking for. Rocks, I think.
My middle grand-birdie
For more tulip field goodness and grand-birdie pictures, see my daughter’s blog. She takes great pics.
More weekend – and Lily – goodness to follow in another post. For now, I have to get to work.
Happy Monday, my bloggy friends.