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.