So many of the daffodils up at the cabin have opened their faces this last week.
I only picked the ones that were leaning over or almost touching the ground,
or were those special orange and white ones
(only have a few of those).
Most of the all yellow ones were standing straight and proud
(must be a hardier variety).
I gave a few to my neighbors
and the rest I brought in to school and shared them with the office staff,
a tradition and the start of spring in these here parts.
my mom loved dafs ...
ReplyDeleteFunny, my mother who also loved flowers, never had any, perhaps because we didn't get cold enough here in the southland where I grew up.
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