Oh so bright and gorgeous !
I confess to being a daffodil addict at the moment. They are everywhere in the supermarkets so tightly buddied...... trying to sleep on through the crashing of trolleys and the rustle of crushed shopping lists ..........where they do not appear!!
At the exits they huddle in their temporary bucket of a home. One bud may not resist a peak so keen to share in the conversations at the checkout humming above their heads. A golden petal like the wing of a fantastical angel extends itself . We are tempted , so reasonable they are for such a moment of glory in the grey of the morning . They are bunches of hope .......reliable, consistent...........as long as we administer a little water they ask for nothing further.
They will unfold and glow before us bringing with them the memory of Springs gone by and the hint of the one on its way.
I place jugs of them in every room because as they catch my eye I feel my face smiling. Such wonderful therapy.........go and buy some...................
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