Daffodils - Sue's Favorite Flower

I think of Sue each spring as the crocus begin to poke through the ground. Because I know, the daffodils are soon to follow. 

Over the many years of our friendship, I often would bring daffodils to Sue on her birthday. When she moved into her house I brought bulbs for her garden. Spring flowers were always prominent in her garden with daffodils in abundance.

"Daffodils" (1804)

I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretch'd in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company:

I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).

The coming of Spring and the anticipation of daffodils will always remind me of Sue and her love of for this flower.

Shelley Sump

Friend and Partner in Crime