Tulips don't care if I have a million other things I should be doing.
They bloom when they bloom, and in a matter of days, **poof** they're gone for another year (or forever, depending on whether those evil moles/voles discover more of my tulip bulbs underground!)
So when my tulips begin unfolding their velvety petals, I must act.
Make bouquets while the tulips bloom, isn't that how the saying goes? Okay, maybe not, but it sounds better than hay and sunshine.
I'm laughing at myself because, when Steve saw the new bouquet on the table and my camera nearby, he asked if I was going to stay up tonight and post these pictures. I assured him that I was far too busy for such frivolity, but he knows me too well...
...and here I am doing exactly that. My brain is too tired to work out the final kinks in my patterns, and my fabric STILL has not come, so this is my fun activity for the day. Aren't they just so incredibly lovely? I should have been a floral designer, I love flowers so much. Hmmmm....I just might have to add that to my bucket list.
In the meantime, I'll just heed my tulip's calls each spring despite my ever-present To-Do list. Because life is short. Especially if you're a tulip.