Orange City’s Little Cousin

I usually like to make it to Pella about a week before their annual Tulip Festival. It is a perfect combination of nobody is around and most of the flowers are blooming. This year I bungled my calendar and didn’t end up there until a week after the Tulip Festival. It wasn’t exactly the Sahara for Tulips but the majority were gone. However, I found a enough to take a few photos and with some creative composition (that sounds stupid all composition should be creative) it hopefully isn’t too obvious that most of the tulips are gone.


Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

Still Laughing - 2021

My title is slightly facetious and maybe designed to get under the skin of an email subscriber that went to Central. However, I do want to try to hit both Orange City and Pella for tulips next year. Orange City is much farther north so their tulip festival is a few weeks later than Pella’s. After that I will deem which town is the true tulip monarch.

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