I arrived early, hoping to have a few quiet moments in the gardens before the crowds. Others had the same idea, but we were a small group and well-behaved. At exactly 8 a.m., the guard scanned my ticket and I entered the park. I had 79 acres and seven million flower bulbs at Keukenhof Gardens to myself, or so it seemed. Leaving my camera, phone, and map tucked in my bag, I spent that precious first hour strolling along the paths, aimlessly wandering through this land of color

on trust, trouble, and the joy of being driven

revisiting the moments of childhood one piece at a time

on letting go of the "right" road