“I love tulips better than any other spring flower; they are the embodiment of alert cheerfulness and tidy grace.
“Their faint, delicate scent is refinement itself; and is there anything in the world more charming than the sprightly way they hold up their little faces to the sun?
“I have heard them called bold and flaunting, but to me they seem modest grace itself, only always on the alert to enjoy life as much as they can and not afraid of looking the sun or anything else above them in the face.”
—Elizabeth von Arnim, Elizabeth and her German Garden
It is tulip season in the Boston Public Garden, and I took these photos one night last week, when I wandered down there after work.
I agree completely with von Arnim about tulips, and am loving every glimpse of their graceful heads, bobbing on tall, slender stalks. (And that spring light is simply glorious.)