About 30 minutes northeast of us, a lovely drive in the countryside is a tulip farm. Wooden shoe tulips is such a glorious place to visit. The vibrant colors, set out in row after row can make even the grumpiest person smile.
Lucy and I set out yesterday with the two boys for a photo shoot in the tulips. Oh, I had such high hopes of darling photos of the brothers...maybe even one that would be mother's day worthy.
The weather God was not on my side. As we approached the fields, it was cloudy, but I like cloudy day photography. The colors are more vibrant, no squinting of the eyes, no shadows to deal with. I was itching with anticipation. As we started our trek out to the fields, Lucy announced that Teak had blessed us with a blowout...Quickly the garbage bag came out and we made a makeshift changing station. It was cold, and the poor boy didn't know what hit him. Wipes, and pants and diapers were flying. Two sets of hands were quickly trying to clean up the disastrous mess he had made. When we got his pants back on, the sprinkles began, and then quickly the sprinkles turned to bigger drops, then a pelting rain with wind....onward we trekked.