There is a daffodil blooming in my garden! If I were writing this in late March rather than late February, the exclamation point would not be warranted. But think of it- the east coast is still dealing with huge piles of snow which won’t melt away for months to come, but here in Hoquiam- I have a daffodil blooming. I feel like the character in The Little Prince. He had a rose, the only rose on the planet. He cherished the rose, lavishing it with praise and admiration. Much as I am now, in awe of this phenomena of nature.
Soon more daffodils will appear and the joy I have in my single, precious daffodil will be magnified. Like a mother with many children, my heart will expand to include each and every precious blossom.
Because I cannot bear to cut even a single daffodil from my own garden, tomorrow I will make a pilgrimage to the Satsop Bulb Farm. I am not emotionally attached to the daffodils at the bulb farm. Someone else has already snapped their stems and clustered them into bouquets, and I will gleefully and greedily gather an armful of yellow beauties to bring home. Even when the rains return, I will have sunshine in each room.
The Grays Harbor Public Market, fondly known as the Hoquiam Farmers Market will have cut daffodils available beginning this Wednesday. I promise that I will not keep every flower at home- there will be lots left to bring to the market! We will sell them for the same incredibly low price as the bulb farm, a mere $1.50 for 10 flowers. You couldn’t pay me enough to induce me to cut the lone daffodil blooming in my garden!