Three tulips have survived the nightly TEA (Tulip Eating Association) meetings. At first glance the one on the ground looked like a “Bunimous got interrupted” incident. I scolded him, wherever he was. “Oh Bunimous! Come on!” But he and his TEA may not be responsible for that one. Notice the dirt. Could have been rain. Or a combo.
He is a funny chap. I guess it is his fair share.


