When Daffodils Bloom

Hey!

Jonquils, narcissus, daffodils, buttercups — whatever you call them — every spring, when I see them bloom, I smile and remember my grandmother.  They were one of her favorite flowers.  When these happy spring bulbs bloomed, they covered her yard.

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The blossoms ranged in size and various shades and combinations of yellow, white, and orange.  Some varieties were even double blossomed.

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I remember the day my grandmother and I spent planting her yard with bulbs.  She wanted them to look like God, Himself had planted them.  Our method: We tossed the bulbs into the air and wherever they landed that’s where we planted the bulbs.

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Over the years, those bulbs naturalized producing a carpet of springtime.  I’ve read that to receive only 1 daffodil means misfortune.  Fortunately, my grandmother’s yard contained so many blossoms that a bunch of daffodils was no problem for my young hands to pick and bring as a gift.  Those bunches represented joy and happiness and my grandmother did too.

Blessings,

Mimi

“Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin.  Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.” Luke 12:27 NIV Bible

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