Several years ago, while visiting our son Jack and his girlfriend Marisa ( now fiancee) in Grand Rapids, we attended the Holland Tulip Festival in Holland, Michigan. We enjoyed the nice spring weather and were treated to garden after garden of brightly colored tulips in full bloom at this time of year. We made a stop at the Holland Bulb Farms ( hollandbulbfarms.com) booth and I made a purchase of some bulbs to plant in the fall for the next spring. Ever since then, it has been a tradition for me to buy the bulbs in the spring from Holland Bulb Farms and eagerly await their shipment to me in the late summer. I plant them before the first frost and they are ready to go when the sun starts to warm the soil in early spring.

Now my interest in flowers comes naturally because my dad had a greenhouse and always grew his flowers from seed. He had copious amounts of flowers to plant in the spring and also had large, beautiful flower baskets that he lovingly cared for over the summer months. Miracle Gro was his go-to and his flowers benefitted from his feeding. He didn’t have much luck with tulips seeing that he lived on the edge of our large county park and tulips were like candy to the deer in the park. I have been more successful in spraying deer and rabbit repellant on the tulips and have had no issue. But suffice to say, dad would have loved the Holland Tulip festival.

Seeing the parades and the Dutch costumes at the festival reminded me of my visit to the Netherlands years ago. I cycled through the countryside and visited towns like Edam and Markham which were famous for their cheese. I also visited Delft which had the famous tile factory. I cycled below the Zuyder- Zee which was eerie seeing that I basically was riding below sea level. I rode the roads of the Amstel Gold Race and got my taste of the Belgian block roadways that are famous for the spring cycling classics.

I also got to visit the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam with all the Rembrandt paintings and went on to the Van Gogh museum where I felt totally inadequate with my art appreciation. I got a pair of clogs in the Red Light district and although the ladies were yelling at me from the windows, I made my purchase and kept moving. LOL!! Riding through the countryside on my road bike was a lot of fun in those days and Holland has an amazing system of Fiedspadts or bike paths that can take you anywhere with no automobile traffic. Everyone rides a bike in Holland and it was a fun trip for me. Those memories all came back to me when we visited Holland, Michigan.

The memories of that trip also return when I see my tulips come up at this time of year. I can hear my dad telling me to get that spray going and I am amazed that only about a month and half ago, those bulbs had a foot and a half of snow above them. They were sleeping for the winter under the snow blanket but ready to spring when the first rays of warm sunshine hit the soil.

I don’t know just why I get so excited about the tulips blooming in the spring. It must be that I have that flower bug in my veins from my dad. I know he would be proud to see my front garden. The neighbors all comment and I am appreciative. Funny how something like blooming tulips can bring back so many memories of cycling, the Netherlands, Holland, Michigan and culture from the Dutch tradition. If you get the chance, go to the Holland Tulip Festival. It is worth the drive. You see windmills, acres of tulips and the Dutch culture on display right here in the States. And if you ever get the chance, the cycling in the Netherlands is second to none. Take a flyer and go. Thanks for reading and enjoy your spring.

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“Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow, neither do they spin: yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.” Matthew 6: 28-30