Back at Dow's Lake again today, this first tulip bed features a type called Moulin Rouge in the foreground.
This pink one's called Christmas Dream.
There was a local cat strolling through the park. I kept trying to take shots. She was having none of that; she was perfectly happy to be petted and stroked and fussed over, but wouldn't stay still. Well, it's not as if cats will make things easy for us lower forms of life, will they?