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Flower Power!

This winter was so cold and so long that a few weeks ago, I seriously started doubting it would ever end. And every time I drove close to Dow’s Lake, where the Tulips Festival is held every year, I wondered if the flowers would bloom.

But miracles do happen and winter did end (well, I hope so anyway!). Last week, it was hot and sunny and we saw the first tulips in bloom. When we came back over the weekend, Dow’s Lake was packed with tourists and everybody was checking out the lovely beds of tulips.

At the 2013 Tulips Festival, Mark was still a small baby—he was only 8 months old. I remember we had to “schedule” our visit between two naps and he just sat here in the stroller, pretty bored (until Feng gave him his sunglasses and he started to chew on them). On the plus side, I took a great set of macro pics of the tulips because I actually had the time to focus on the flowers.

This year, I have less pictures of flowers but more fun with Mark. He was actually gentle with the flowers (I was afraid he would pluck them out one by one!) and he checked them out, fascinated by the colours. He liked the crowd too and ran around tirelessly. Bonus for the small “farm” across Carling Street where he pet animals!

Another post with tulips pictures to follow…

You can see all the pictures in the Ottawa – Spring set on Flickr.

Yes Mark, Flowers
Yes Mark, Flowers
Tulips Festival Starting
Tulips Festival Starting
Tulips Festival Starting
Tulips Festival Starting
Tulips Festival Starting
Tulips Festival Starting
Running...
Running…
And Running Some More...
And Running Some More…
Victoria Day Long Weekend
Victoria Day Long Weekend
My Son, The Anarchist
My Son, The Anarchist
Running...
Running…
Running...
Running…
I Don't Even Know What I'm trying To Do Here
I Don’t Even Know What I’m trying To Do Here
Jump!
Jump!
Into The (Semi) Wild
Into The (Semi) Wild
Into The (Semi) Wild
Into The (Semi) Wild
Father and Son
Father and Son
Rare Pic of The Three of Us
Rare Pic of The Three of Us
Father and Son
Father and Son
Gentle...
Gentle…
Hiding
Hiding
... And Of Course, Mark Doesn't Want To Leave
… And Of Course, Mark Doesn’t Want To Leave

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