New York Spring: Street Tulips

I would have loved to have seen the tulips in Istanbul - Bevan Ali sent some pictures, though not of the black ones on his little terrace facing the steep street on whose other side is a baker who makes pies that are carried back hot, flaky with phyllo and filled with lamb and feta, for breakfast. Sigh. They have more of the parrot kind there (tulips, not pies), pointier, spikier, sexier. Here, this week, the very tall fat tulips are open, very soon to fade, and are, I must admit, striking.

Below -Park Avenue with beautiful old crabapples behind.


East 92nd Street planters

Tree pits

Um. Loud tulips.


Loud tulips

Tall, fat Tribeca tulips.