Still - in a way - nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small - we haven’t the time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
Flowers on the bedside are a luxury really, aren't they, hidden there just for your own private pleasure. You don't need a big arrangement either, just a few dainty stems of something to put a bit of joy into an otherwise cold and bleak winter's day.
I picked two little bunches of narcissi for our bedsides today.
This one is for Miss Jemimah, a little bunch of early flowers, appearing in late June before winter has even really arrived, and holding on for weeks. I wish I knew its name.
The other is for me - a little arrangement of Erlicheer in a souvenir cup from the Coronation of King George VI back in May 1937. Erlicheer's clusters of creamy petals, up to five flowers on each stem and incredible scent make it a delight for simple arrangements like this.
Delicate, miniature early-flowering narcissi - the harbingers of spring. I love them, don't you? They make me feel happy, and we all need a dose of happiness on a daily basis.
Thank you to all my wonderful friends for your loving prayers and comments over the last few days. Things continue to be pretty sad around here, and I have found myself rereading your lovely comments repeatedly. Thank you so much for caring. I'm sorry if I haven't been visiting your blog. I'll try and get my act together soon.
Did you know, my Mum went to school with a boy named John Quill? He was nicknamed Daffodil.
Parents can sometimes be so cruel.