Perfection

When I look at daffodils  I see pure sunshine.  Even on a cloudy, blustery day, their brave faces still speak of what lies behind the cool wind and rainy gloom.....the sun is shining somewhere, up there, in a blue sky we can't see from down here.

We have some beauties that we planted long before we had a house up here on the hill.  They were nestled into the ground up under our martin house in the fall.  We covered their beds with leaves and mulch and added a layer of chicken wire to keep the armadillos from digging them up over the winter.

The snow came.  The rain came.  And in the spring we could see the beginnings of green shoots coming up through the brown and matted layers of their winter bed.  Pulling the chicken wire off was another matter.  Trying to be careful and not damage the tender stalks we finessed the protective mesh off the daffodil bed.  And they bloomed.  Not very strong...just small little bits of sunshine there in the greening grass.

We nurtured those blooms and mowed around them....protecting them from harm while we decided where to put them when it came time to dig up the bulbs in the fall.

Since we had not built our house yet, we hit upon the idea of putting them down by the road so they could be shared with anyone who drove by.

And that is where they are today.  It has been several years, and as daffodils are prone to do, they have spread and multiplied along the bank above my county road.

I look for them each spring.  Searching the ground for the tender green shoots.  Being careful not to step on any that are beginning to break through to the light.  But I have found  these flowers to be very forgiving.  They will spring up again and again.  They don't need much encouragement.

You have all heard the saying "Bloom where you are planted".  My sunny daffodils remind me of that every time I see them.

Blooming right there.  Bringing sunshine to me even when times are gray and blustery.  The perfect reminder to hang in and hang on.  Because the sun is always shining...and the sky is blue.  Maybe not here...but somewhere. 

Perfection...in a sunny little bloom.