Red Carpet

When they're red ... they're really red.

Went to work, worked, went back home.

When I'm tired, my head gets messed up as well.  It's one of those times when I have to acknowledge, then confront, then accept.  The changes will be inside, mostly, but usually I bounce back by planning, and doing, something outrageous or wild, or simply unexpected, maybe sudden.  That last one I hope not.

Before going home, passed by the village of Oude Tonge ('Ow-duh To-nguh') because I wanted to view the bulb fields visible from the N59.  I could not find the road that led to them but I did find these, so not a bad attempt.  Two extras ...

THANK YOU for coming closer and sniffing the flowers!