The Daffodils
Autumn may be my favourite season, but April is definitely my favourite month.
That may have something to do with my birthday landing plum in the middle of it! It certainly has something to do with Easter; lambs in the fields; longer days; and waving goodbye to winter.
But, as much as anything, it’s down to the daffodils. Exploding with pure, vibrant colour and such blatant cheeriness. Celebrating spring with exuberance and abandon. Making blue sky days seem perfect and cheering up grey days no end.
I missed them enormously when I was living in Arkansas. Yes, there was the odd specimen, here and there. But in England there are masses of them. Everywhere!
That’s one of the simple things I love about this country.
Reader Comments (3)
I knew there was something so very simpatico about you - we are both Aries! With all due respect to Mr. Eliot, I think April is the awesomest month.
A host of golden daffodils... nothing like the sight of them! The UK is the best place in the world for spring, blooms, that is certain. ;o) Here we are still eagerly awaiting those first spring blooms... waiting...waiting... Happy Week, Helen ((HUGS))
What an amazing sight! - daffodils in ditches! - no wonder you miss them - stunning!