Speckled with a slight spattering of mud from a spring shower, these early daffodils, likely a relative of ‘February Gold‘, are the first little blooms in my parents’ yard. We just have the smallest start of color in our Scilla bulbs, but no buds on the Narcissus here yet. Micro-climates are a real thing, and it’s interesting to note that in downtown Albany and downtown Amsterdam all the daffodils are in bloom, while a mile or two up on Albany-Shaker or Market Street, the show hasn’t even come close to starting. What a difference some elevation makes.
As for the mud marring the beauties seen here, it’s a marker of the courage and bravery that these little blooms have against the harsh and unpredictable world of mid-April. We should all be so bold.
