fifty assorted daffodil bulbs planted in the far corner at the edge of the woods, just in front of the too tall stump. fifty more will go in tomorrow all in a clump and in a spot visible from the windows. daffodils hold such promise in their squat little forms. it makes planting on a chilly wet november day well worth the effort.
10 November 2008
the last planting
fifty assorted daffodil bulbs planted in the far corner at the edge of the woods, just in front of the too tall stump. fifty more will go in tomorrow all in a clump and in a spot visible from the windows. daffodils hold such promise in their squat little forms. it makes planting on a chilly wet november day well worth the effort.
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"And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils."
Wordsworth's poem was one of the first I memorized (after Robert Frost's) as a child because even then I got what he meant about daffodils fixing what ails you.
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