Pretty as a painting, and a pretty painting

I am the practical one who mostly buys daffodil bulbs because they are reliably perennial, and multiply over the years.

The Husband is the romantic one. He loves tulips. He bought about 30 bulbs in the fall and planted them so he could cut them and bring them inside for me. And maybe for him too. Pretty as a painting, but they are real.

Yesterday we went to an exhibition of student work at the Munson Williams Proctor Arts Institute in Utica. Our favorite art student, Julie, had painted a Woody portrait that captures him in all his craziness. This is a real painting, and just as pretty as the tulips.