Last fall we planted tulip bulbs, in celebration of receiving our one-year visa, and the gift of a little bit of continuity. Six-year-old William was our photographer for planting, and this spring, after all the snow had melted, he went out to the front garden to check on the progress. Here is his photo essay - all except the last shot, which Mommy took. :)
Hope.
For me last fall, after an incredibly stressful year of traveling, waiting and visa dramas,
planting these tulips symbolized hope:
my desire and commitment to contribute beauty to this place
(in every way - outside, inside, and on a soul-level)
no matter how long our sojourn here might be...
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