While navigating the aisles of our local supermarket yesterday afternoon I heard someone calling my name. It was faint. The voice soft and muted, whisper like. Curious creature that I am I followed the sound past the Cheerios, the fish sticks and the tomatoes until at last I saw them. Tulips.
They had called to me, how could I possibly resist?
Nothing says spring like a bouquet of tulips and I have spring fever. Spring fever? In Florida? Sounds crazy I know. It is possible to live in the land of endless summer and catch spring fever. You're just going to have to trust me on this.
And while you're at it, enjoy the tulips.
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Your Northern upbringing has put deep roots into your soul.
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