If you’re a photo geek living in Portland, it’s hard not to know about the tulip farm down in Woodburn, OR. Every spring I’ve had to live vicariously through friends who’ve made the trip down there and frolicked in the endless fields of color blocks before chowing on brats and strawberry lemonade in the shopping pavilion.
Thanks to a car full of gal pals, I was finally able to join in on the fun this year. I had no idea so many amazing varieties of tulips existed! My favorites were the ones so purple they were almost black. The frilly edged tulips gave me such willies I couldn’t even bring myself to photograph them, but I’m sure there’s enough flower power in this post to make up for that oversight. :)
The photo above is me goofily trying to make my way through the tulip fields in all my 4’11” glory.
And on the walk back to the car we found a rare patch of grass that was free of unintentional photobombers. The conversation went something like this…
“What’s a 3-letter word we could spell with our bodies?”
Thank you to Colleen, Molly and Stefanie for a most excellent (and much needed!) girl’s day out. This whole adventure got me super pumped for future summer activities. Berry picking on Sauvie Island and water gun fights in Laurelhurst Park are seriously a handful of weeks away.
And on that note… Happy May 1st!