When I first ventured with Captain Cavedweller out to the farm where his grandparents lived, his grandmother had the most lovely tulips blooming by her door. They were beautiful shades of pink – hot pink, pale pink, pink with stripes. Goodness, but they were just breathtaking.
A few years later when his grandparents were packing up to leave the farm, I asked if I could have a few of the bulbs. That was when I discovered that the original tulip bulbs came from Captain Cavedweller’s great-grandmother, which made them even more special.
Not wanting them to get lost or mixed in with my flower garden mess, I bought a gargantuan planter and buried them there. They bloomed in it for a few years until we moved and finally settled into the home we have now. One of the first things I did that fall was dig up a flower bed and plant the tulip bulbs there.
Over the years they have multiplied into a beautiful array of dazzling blooms.
And as crazy as it might sound, I somehow feel like I have a little connection to his grandma and great-grandmother through these awesome blooms.
That, and they are just so doggone pretty!
She Who Loves these Tulips
Savvy Entertaining 
You aren’t crazy! That’s a wonderful idea…kind of like the bouquet that was at the Royal Wedding…it was made from live flowers that had been saved from centuries before! You are royalty…I knew it!
Oh, Colleen, don’t I wish! =) You are so sweet!
I love tulips and had some beauties at my old home but I was not able to move them. Yours are just beautiful.
Thanks, Denise! I feel very fortunate to have these and that they survived all our moving them around! They are finally thriving!