Sunday, 3 June 2007

T is for Tulips

One morning on my way to work back in February or March, I passed a house fire. The fire was under control, and there were fire trucks and police everywhere, lot's of smoke and steam, and an acrid burnt smell in the air.
Thankfully no-one was home and there were no casualties.
The little house was completely destroyed. Nothing left but the basement walls.
The snow has gone now, spring is here, summer's on it's way and I was happy to see a few brave Tulips had managed to survive the flames.

The moral of the story: I guess you just can't keep a good Tulip down!

17 comments:

tut-tut said...

My goodness! I wonder where the people have relocated to. Plants will always find a way to push up through, won't they?

Suse said...

The Tenacity of Those Tulips!

(thanks for lovely comment on my blog)

Peter said...

A very good combination of photo and comment on the T! I really liked it! (not forgetting the unfortunate family)

I have not followed your letters (a nice and tough challenge)from the very beginning. Maybe you have explained it somewhere, but what will you do after the Z? Probably a secret for the moment.

Abraham Lincoln said...

It is a shame, in a way, that the tulips survived as they will, probably, be destroyed in any building process. But maybe not. If they show their beautiful flower now maybe they will be saved for a new home.

Abraham Lincoln's kidney stone attack...
I rolled on the floor, puked, screamed, and passed out. When I woke up the neighbor was gone.
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madretz said...

Wow, that's a very moving photo. Full of sadness with the remains of the house, yet hopeful with the blooming flowers.

rosemary said...

total loss and survival....maybe they will rebuild and leave the tulips.

Sheila said...

How sad about the house, I hope no one was hurt. I have come across house ruins in the country surrounded by overgrown gardens that continued to flourish untended, long after the owners had moved on.
In the comment you left on my blog, you asked which of us was here first, I arrived November 24th 1966, so I think I beat you by 18 days...LOL

Peggy said...

You'll find that out in the prairies where a farm house used to be. Some farm wife will have planted flowers long ago. The farm is gone, the house is gone, but the flowers are still there.

Lovely photo!

Ginnie said...

Several things come to mind right now, Ex-S: Kahlil Gibran's "a tear and a smile;" death and resurrection. Life is full of these bittersweet moments and we larn from them, I hope.

T is for Tulips, indeed!

CanadianSwiss said...

You know, last fall I took out all (I thought) tulip bulbs to relocate them to sunnier spots and you know what? this year, I still had about a dozen poping up in the old spots as well!

Martin Stickland said...

Sad news about that house!

Hey! I thought I was supposed to be the mad one? Clever comments on my blog young lady!

Runaway Rubber Duckie said...

I love tulips!! Unbelievable that they would bloom ust there. Beautiful! :)

Vintage to Victorian said...

Hi - I've loved your journey through the alphabet and am only sorry I haven't left comments very often. Thanks for your good wishes - we're fairly back to 'normal' now. Thank heavens things are only purported to happen in threes!!

Perhaps I'm a tulip!! Afterall, as you say, you can't keep a good tulip down!
Sue

TorAa said...

T is for Thor.Lol.
But have your house burned down - thats my only nightmare.

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Kalyan said...

I simply love this flower and a lovely shot too!

lorenzothellama said...

You could try digging up the tulip bulbs and transplanting them somewhere else so they won't be built upon.

Ming_the_Merciless said...

Ohh! Good eye! I would have missed the flower altogether if you haven't mentioned it.