I use the word decadent to describe many things. Lisbon, for example. The Moulin Rouge. Drinking hot chocolate. Painting still lives. Selling poetry on the streets. And these tulips. Their faded tones, from a strong amber in the central vein to a dominating rusty… Continue Reading “Tulip Tuesday – decadent”
Then there was this one. A rich, block red tulip that shot out between all the others, already past its prime but still proud and defying, glaring its colour at everyone and daring them to comment on the lack of stripes 😉
When I saw these tulips I thought of the Mad Hatter. Nearly hypnotic, isn’t it?
These tulips are truly romantic. I looked it up, and this shade of pink is called cherry. Rightly so.
This tulip was a soft pink with white fringes. Not spectacular but pretty in its own quiet way.
By total chance, in one corner of the garden all the flowers were the same colour. I liked the stability that repetition brings, and tried to take a photo of them in their group. Sometimes flowers are beautiful when they are unique – these… Continue Reading “Tulip Tuesday – friendly”
Have you ever seen a black tulip? I hadn’t, until these popped out of my mother’s garden in Oslo. Their colour was so thick and deep and rich that I still don’t think these two photos show the exact shade of purpley-black, but they… Continue Reading “Tulip Tuesday – unique”
It’s now a thing.