Daffodils are making their annual appearanca. The great thing about them is that they come up every year and burst forth in a dazzling golden display on the banks and in the parks all over the town, in abundance, and they don't mind what the weather's like, they just appear. The winds of March can blow as much as they like but daffodils are hardy and stand tall and strong, their petals don't blow away. I'm very grateful to everyone who has planted daffodils and other Spring flowers where we can all enjoy them.
Of course the best poem ever written about daffodils is by William Wordsworth but I've written about that lots of times, so just for a change here
are two verses from 'The Winter's Tale' by William Shakespeare telling us that the daffodils' appearance heralds the Spring.
'Daffodils, that come before
The swallow dares,
And take the winds of March
Winter's Tale Act Four
'When daffodils begin to peer
With heigh the doxy over the dale;
Why then comes in the sweet of the year
And the red blood reigns in the winter's pale..?'
Daffodil is known in Latin as Narcissus pseudo-narcissus. Italians call them Narcissi. In some parts of Italy they are called trombone because they look a bit like trumpets.