And I could smell every bit of manure that she could smell, from the moment I stepped out of the car. As I walked through the field of tulips, taking in the beautiful colors and shapes, seeing so many people out enjoying the flowers and the sunshine, for the most part I soon didn't notice the smell. Too much.
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Thursday, May 3, 2012
Folks among the flowers, No. 5
And I could smell every bit of manure that she could smell, from the moment I stepped out of the car. As I walked through the field of tulips, taking in the beautiful colors and shapes, seeing so many people out enjoying the flowers and the sunshine, for the most part I soon didn't notice the smell. Too much.
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flowers,
folks,
Hmong,
manure,
Oregon,
prayer,
sunshine,
Tulip Fest,
Woodburn,
Wooden Shoe Tulip Farm
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