I have clumps of daffodils growing all over my yard…in the gardens, in the lawn, along the woods and along our gravel road. Annually, I transplant bulbs by separating the existing larger clumps, thus; making more clumps. That is one nice benefit of daffodils, they divide and naturalize well.
The early daffodils, what I affectionately call my STAR daffodils, are still making a strong showing. These dainty blossoms were beaten down to the ground during a recent 3” snowstorm. As the white stuff melted, they popped back up to wave their simple, yellow petals. They are a favorite of mine.
My mid-season varieties have not fared as satisfactorily. These daffodils, with very showy blossoms, were affected by the snow, too. Unfortunately, once down, they remained down. A few of the later blossoms manage to look good. But, they are not in top form. Maybe next year…
I also adore what I call my old-fashioned daffodil. I transplanted many bulbs over the years from the original homestead area of the farm, up around our current home. I wanted to be able to enjoy these flowers daily, not just when I took an early spring walk where the Wilson Mansion once stood.
My later season daffodils are mere buds, or better yet, are still forming their buds. I am so glad that I still have many more daffodils to come to brighten my yard and home. Daffodils are the perfect harbinger of spring.
With all the different varieties, daffodil season is lengthy.
I am not complaining.
P.S. Clocks were set ahead one hour today; changing to Daylight Saving Time. There was still a hint of light in the western sky at 8:00 PM - woohoo!
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