Growing up in Holland means...

Happy Tulip Time. It truly had been a devine Tulip Time '06. The food stands were buzzing, the tourists were clositering, the tulips were blooming, the fireworkds were booming, the dancers were clop clop clopping and (most importantly) the sun was shining.
Then Wednesday night, a huge weather pattern rolled in: cold and rainy--- and it hasn't stopped since. So, I thought I'd bring you all back to some sunnier Tulip Times. Growing up in Holland means wearing dutch costumes, having half days during Tulip Time, and marching in the parades. And, by the way, my grandpa built that windmill. Happy Tulip Time!