On Guard

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Hundreds of them now, along the back wall, where I tucked in the bulbs four years ago. It is the season of vigilance. Color won't wait.

12 comments:

kristen spina said...

Daffodils always remind me of the season I moved to NY, 20 years ago. I don't think I had any awareness of them before I started seeing them in buckets in front of every bodega in the Village. I have loved them ever since. My husband planted some bulbs for me in the front yard two years ago. They are just about to open their paper-thin petals. Happy spring!

Unknown said...

oh beth, how beautiful- has it taken four years ? wow- what an explosion of yellow there must be !

Beth Kephart said...

Kristen, I find the discovery of flowers in the city thrilling, always. Lisa—each year there have been flowers. This year there are hundreds. Enough for my husband (for whom I planted them, as he walks past this bed to his studio each day) to have finally noticed.

Thanks, Emily Ruth.

Anonymous said...

Oh yes! It's still pretty brown here, but soon.

Maya Ganesan said...

Oh, this is so lovely.

Priya said...

I love seeing all the flowers bloom in spring! We have lots of cherry blossoms in Washington now.

Sherry said...

We're still in the "buying daffodils at the grocery" mode here in Idaho. Our new green shoots have been covered with a fresh layer of white this weekend. But a vase of daffodils sit smiling at me across the room. Hope :)

Mari said...

So pretty. I love daffodils. :)

Anna Lefler said...

Vigilance. Ooh, I like that.

Bright yellow, bursting vigilance.

Happy spring!

XO

A.

Melissa Walker said...

Daffodils are the most marvelous things. If I didn't think she'd kill me, I'd name a daughter Daffodil. Maybe if I were famous.

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