2018-05-13

Tulips

There are still tulips in Stefan Zeromski Park... I enjoyed that stroll very much.
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W Parku im. Stefana Żeromskiego wciąż kwitną tulipany, a ten spacer sprawił mi radość.

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16 comments:

  1. Tom14 May 2018 at 00:12

    ...such a beautiful spring!

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  2. Musikanta14 May 2018 at 08:56

    En njutning att se dessa bilder och även uppleva dem i verkligheten.
    Ingrid

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  3. Vilt og vakkert14 May 2018 at 11:07

    Heisann, beautiful May! We enjoy the tulips and all the colourful flowers turning into to blossom!
    Thanks for your comment on my blog , have a nice week ;:OD)

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  4. William Kendall14 May 2018 at 18:29

    They are pretty!

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  5. Klimakteriehäxan14 May 2018 at 23:06

    I think nothing beats a field full of tulips!

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  6. Eva15 May 2018 at 13:58

    Lovely photos of lovely flowers!

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  7. Indah Nuria Savitri15 May 2018 at 16:36

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  8. Indah Nuria Savitri15 May 2018 at 16:39

    Tulips are always mesmerizing! We saw some in NYC and Washington DC as well

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  9. molly15 May 2018 at 18:58

    Beautiful tulip

    Mollyx

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  10. A Bit of the Blarney15 May 2018 at 19:36

    So very beautiful! Thank you!

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  11. "LillaSyster"16 May 2018 at 07:18

    Lovely, absolut Lovely!
    Have a nice dag!

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  12. Helén16 May 2018 at 20:50

    Beautiful pictures and really lovely flowers!

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  13. Ditte17 May 2018 at 20:25

    Very beatutful tulips. Thank you for sharing.

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  14. Paula18 May 2018 at 14:03

    Lovely nature! Surely enjoyable, have a nice weekend

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  15. Melbourne Australia Photos20 May 2018 at 16:53

    Tulips are such an iconic Spring flower, Klara. Lovely shots...
    Thanks for taking part in the "My Sunday Best" meme.

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  16. Chwile...25 May 2018 at 22:42

    Widzę w oddali pomnik. Pamiętam jak biedna ciotka kopała mi piach z plaży do urny w moim liceum (pamiątka wojenna). Często tam wylegiwałam się latem, a wiosną zażywałam jodu z babcią w tych okolicach. Jak widać wszystko wypiękniało. W Kołobrzegu nie byłam piętnaście lat, jednak pamiętam nawet dziurawy dach katedry.

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