"And then my heart with pleasure fills, and dances with the daffodils." Wordsworth
March and April are deliriously happy days for me because there is something new blooming everyday. I get to say Hello to some old flower friends and have happy surprises when new flowers bloom. I love collecting all types of daffodils. I plant bags and bags every fall, waiting for the first blooms in March. This daffodil is a big, robust fellow, ‘Mount Hood.’ Its trumpet blooms cream, but quickly fades to a creamy white.
Every other day I make a bouquet of all of the daffodils I have blooming. Their names are often historic and sometimes descriptive: Dick Wellband, Professor Einstein, Peaches and Cream, Conspicuous, Quail, Thalia, Mint Julep, Rosy Cloud, Las Vegas, Campernelle, Hawera, Golden Echo, Empress, Silent Valley, Suada and many, many others. I highly recommend becoming a daffodil collector. They will repay you with, as Wordsworth wrote, “a crowd, a host of golden daffodils. . . Ten thousand saw I at a glance, tossing their heads in sprightly dance.” Come join the dance!
