I don't know what it is about them. Maybe it's because they grow in such density, or their straight, clean appearance. Anyway, kudos to the town of CSL for going crazy with them every year. It's like our own little tulip festival, but without all the tourists. The funny thing is that the biggest and bestest beds are on the slopes of the Cavendish/Fleet underpass, where cars go speeding by without even noticing. Whatevah! Gotta go back today and shoot the other side.
I couldn't decide which crop I liked better. Sigh...life is rough.
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