A Perfect Time for Tulips

Jason sent me a bouquet of pink, red, and yellow tulips this week at work. Regular readers will know that I adore flowers! (I once dated a guy who explained over dinner that he disliked cut flowers because 'why did you have to kill something to give someone a gift?' While I academically admired his noble point of view, I knew a little then that he wouldn't be the one for me.)
This time of year seems perfect tulips. As the advance scouts for the spring and summer flowers that follow, looking at my tulips when it's 0 degrees out reminds me that spring will come sometime.
I'm fascinated by parrot tulips too. They're like the free-spirited, hippie little sister to the prim, perfect tulip.