Those aren’t tulips. In my head they were. And I spent time looking for more pictures of the “tulips” I remember from Kansas City.
Yes, we had tulips but we had far more irises. I was particularly fond of the plain old purple irises that ran the length of the north side of the house. In latter years, there were much more fancy tulips in exotic colors inside the little fenced area around the deck. No pictures of those not-tulips either.
So, t is for Tetons.
The Grand Tetons, to be specific. The shape of these mountains are how they got their name.
That is probably Jenny Lake back there near the foot of the mountains. My friend Beth and I stayed there on one of our trips through the mountains.
And this has got to be Jackson lake.
This one, too.
And this one. Jackson lake is pretty big.
Not a lot to say, I think the pictures speak for themselves. The Tetons are one of the prettiest spots in Wyoming. I miss my friends from there. I miss the beauty. I don’t much miss the winter.