We had a lone tulip bulb tucked in between pine trees and driftwood...and that is just pathetic for a Dutch girl. I had better plant more (I must! It is my duty!) but in the meantime, that single solitary bloom was absolutely thrilling to watch.
My Farm Boy (that would be Andrew) would give me almost HOURLY reports on its' status from the moment he found it. When it finally opened, he asked if I would take a picture.
He must have forgotten for a moment who his Mama is.