Just like a reliable timepiece, every February the farmland of Puget Sound is filled with noisy busting snowgeese; March brings Daffodils and their explosion of vibrant yellow; yet, April is most anticipated as tulips bloom in spectacular patchwork quilts that blanket the Skagit Valley.
For Claire it was a test of her self-control in not picking the long stemmed beauties (she succeeded) and an opportunity to run freely between the rows like a pixie or fairie in springtime splendor. When she squatted in the furrows, her golden locks disappeared in the sea of petals. Sweet and memorable.
It was a day filled with multicolored swaying memories that glistened beneath the unfamiliar golden orb, so elusive in Seattle.
It was a perfect day, with my little sister and sweet, beautiful niece. I really wish there were more days like this one and can't wait for the next adventure.