Daffodils Will Save Me

Whew, sorry, folks.  I had a little breakdown there.  The Professor called me, because when I start getting all “Green Eggs and Ham” in my righteous indignation, with the repetition, broken only by slight variations, of the things that anger me, she knows it’s a sign of impending trouble.  So, I was talking to her on the phone and trying to take pictures of the things blooming in my yard, and trying to get over to the neighbors’ for dinner.

They are Christian, but they prayed before dinner in such a charming way that I am kind of smitten.  They did a toast.  To God for family, friends, etc.  You have to know that seemed righteous to me.

Anyway, the daffodils the College Professor sent me continue to bloom.  I share them with you below only to point out that, not only are they cool because they’re blooming, but because they’re weird!  Some of them are regular, but look at these!

Also a couple of other things in my yard are in bloom and I am relying on you, internet, to tell me what they are.

7 thoughts on “Daffodils Will Save Me

  1. Daffodils will save you, btw. If you let them. You have to be mindful to garden, and for all the things that go wrong (orangey daffodils I planted last fall, will not one of you come up, even though I planted you in half a dozen different spots?), the smells and touch and shape and taste of the things that go right are good stress relievers and endorphin releasers. They don’t make righteous anger go away, but they can give you enough strength and joy that you can wield the anger instead of the other way around.

  2. The yellow bush looks like forsythia (sp?). If you like forsythia you can cut off branches and stick them in the ground and make more forsythia, it only works in early spring when ts wet, like now.

  3. Well, shoot, if that’s a bush, I wonder why they staked it up like they did? I thought it was a vine they were faking into a bush. But after looking on the internet, I agree, it looks like a weirdly scraggly forsythia.

  4. That bush with the pink blooms is a flowering quince. They are beautiful. But they have some ends that terminate in thorns, which is totally uncool. But I had lots at my old house in Memphis and I miss them terribly. They were very popular to plant in the 50s. I got an actual fruit one time, but I didn’t eat it.

  5. Oh, and forsythia gets leggy and flows like a vine, so they were probably just trying to train it to be more hedge-like. The most beautiful ones I’ve seen line the interstates in Virginia–they’re huge and the giant branches arch and flow downward in a shock of yellow. Gorgeous.

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