Every since childhood, daffodils meant the beginning of spring.
Often the first flowers to bloom after crocus, the brave little yellow flowers seem to defy freezing temps to return.
The winter has been long enough, the little flowers seem to indicate, and now it's time for spring, so vamoose Ol' Man Winter.
This is the first time hubs planted daffodils along the front brick walkway and they are coming up at long last!
My oldest sister, who is a retired music teacher, taught me a song about daffodils that I sing with my own grandchildren.
It's a cute little ditty and I have no idea who wrote it so I cannot give identification to the songwriter.
I do, however, thank whoever wrote it.
It goes:
Daffodils, daffodils, spreading
your gold on the April hills.
Joy you bring, in the spring.
Sweet-smelling daffodils.
So let the April winds move your pretty yellow heads, sweet daffodils.
Daffodils do, definitely, spread their gold on the hills and wherever they are planted.
DO YOU KNOW ANY BACKGROUND INFORMATION ABOUT DAFFODILS?
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