Feral ‘Dils

The feral daffodils along the fence behind the AT&T building have opened!  Can mine be far behind?

It’s so funny to me that the daffodils the College Professor bought me sprouted so early and have just slowly made their way up and none of them even have buds yet.  But the daffodils already here were like, “Shit, we know what we’re doing” and sprouted and shot up in no time flat.  Now we’re just waiting around for them to say “Oh, yep, here we go.  Put out your flowers, folks.”

I imagine it’ll be next year before the College Professor’s daffodils are that confident.

11 thoughts on “Feral ‘Dils

  1. Sometimes we all stand around for a while with our hands in our pockets before we decide it’s time to bloom.

  2. I am jealous reading about daffodils and other things blooming! My tiny garden is still covered in at least a foot of snow and it sounds like more is coming this weekend.

    I am so ready for Spring.

  3. For the first time in a couple of years, I planted some new daffodils in my front yard. And while my old ones are coming up and blooming and a few more of them pop each day, my new ones juuuuust poked their heads out of the ground a couple of days ago. I know the waiting is driving you crazy, B, but when you have blooms all over the place all at once it is going to be so gorgeous you’ll be glad.

  4. I’m going to go out on a limb it’s to be expected that the more established plants will bloom earlier (and probably bigger) than new ones because the new plants have to devote more resources to growing out their roots and otherwise making themselves “established” where as the already established plants can devote much more to blooming. At least that’s if any green-thumbedness has rubbed off on me (a non-plant oriented person) from being around TheBoyfriend ™ (a wannabe permaculturist) for so long.

  5. I realize that bulbs and grasses are completely different kinds of plants, but NOVA this week had a story of the Mautam event in Mizoram. This is a 49-year event where all the bamboo flowers, fruits and dies (and incidently gives rise to explosive rat populations, the subject of the story). One of the interesting facts about this species of bamboo (Melocanna baccifera) was that if you transplanted an individual of the species to a different, distant location, it would still flower, fruit, and die simultaneously with its siblings still in the dirt in Mizoram.
    It would be really cool your transplanted bulbs were in synch with other, sibling bulbs. There is no scientific evidence I know of that suggests daffodils do this; I just think it would be cool.

  6. What?! That is so cool. I’m totally going to have to catch that if they repeat it.

    I don’t think my daffodils are doing any such thing. They take their cues from what happened the year before as well as what’s going on in the environment now, so they really need a year in the ground before they find their grove.

  7. Rubbing his green-thumbedness off on you? Is that what the kids are calling it these days?

    So then you’ll understand how disappointed I was when he bought the book “Sex in the Garden” and I found out it was all about plant propagation.

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