Wednesday, 11 March 2009

Down the road, afternoon.

The Dutchman calls a greeting from the ordered stripes of yellow and purple, crocus and iris, where he kneels in the field, and tells me spring is started at last.

3 comments:

Bee said...

Does the Dutchman attempt to recreate the ordered flower rows of his native country?

I spotted at least six different kinds of narcissus on my walk today. We need these strong yellows and purples for the still-too-gray sky.

Lucy said...

He does, I think. He has a small intensive enterprise of species bulbs, inherited from his father and relocated here from Holland a few years ago. He has been on exotic botanical explorations, and discovered new species, which would be interesting if he wasn't such a generally charmless and uninteresting man...

Bee said...

A Dutch stereotype that often proves to be true . . .