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We step out into the cool spring breezes and are fooled yet again. It should be warmer, but we pull the zipper of our coat up to the top, we tug our hat downward for protection, and we thrust our glove less hands into our pockets to preserve what little warmth is left in them. We long to put our faces to the sun, throw off the jacket, and soak up the warmth of the spring sunshine. So it is with these poor cold Tulips who were beckoned to new life by a few early rays, but have been fooled. It is simply too cold to open their faces and expose their inner workings. Perhaps another day.