Seeing swathes of yellow daffodils really lifts the heart! I drive to work on the A24 and it’s wonderful to see so many daffodils on the verges, and as I enter the town, the banks are complete yellow. I looked at them last week as I crawled along with the local traffic, and it struck me how sad that in another month everything will be green again and we will have to wait until next Spring to drive through yellow corridors.
I bought a large selection of daffodil/narcissi last autumn and all the back breaking planting of the bulbs has paid dividends. The garden is full of a various pretty daffs, most of which unfortunately I can’t name.
The narcissi above I can name, it is called ‘Iced Folly’ and the photo I took this morning in the rain makes it look even more beautiful don’t you think?
On one of my many trips to the local garden center I came back having bought a large pot of narcissi called ‘Winston Churchill’ with the promise of clusters of creamy white, double flowers, flecked with orange. It looks like the label was wrong, because it has produced the above flower – very pretty but definitely not creamy white!
Right in the middle of the pot, the above flower popped up! It looks a little like ‘Rip van Winkle’ in shape but not colour. A friend looked at it and thought it was possibly malformed due to a diseased bulb. I asked on Twitter and Instagram if anyone could name it but disappoingly had no response so maybe no one knows what it is called and it will remain one of life’s little mysteries.
To end this short post, above is vase of daffodils I picked today, that had been beaten down by the overnight rain.