I was puttering about in the kitchen, when a glimpse of color caught my eye in the backyard. Which is unusual in and of itself, because we never pay any attention to the backyard. Seriously, it's sad - we never even go into the backyard
It's actually a vicious cycle - we never go in the backyard because it is such an untamed wilderness, but it's a untamed wilderness simply because we never go out there. Also, we never go out there because in Georgia, mosquitos grow to the be size of wombats. And they manage to live pretty much year round, it seems.
But I digress - I decide to go investigate the mysterious color flash. The back door was a challenge, since it hasn't been opened in months. Once that hurtle was cleared however, I fought my way through the brush and discovered daffodils!
They are kind of mutant daffodils - check out the ruffly centers and the sticky-outy things - but daffodils nonetheless. Which is weird, because I don't think we used to have daffodils.* I know I didn't plant daffodils. And I don't think they are one of those plants that just spontaneously shows up.
Whatever/whereever they came from - they are quite pretty....
*And here I should mention I've lived in this house pretty much my whole adult life - 14 years. That's a whole lot of back yard neglect. But I think I would have noticed daffodils...
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The daffodils all along the side of my house are just about to burst open. It's looking springy here too. (although they're predicting snow for Friday!)
Pretty. My husband planted daffodils around our mailbox years ago. For some reason a crew paving the road moved our mailbox over about 30 feet. So now the daffodils come up in a random clump 30 feet away from our mailbox.
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