Every season I give thanks to the gardeners that lovingly worked my land before I took over the reins. Over and over I am surprised by the vegetative blessings planted before I lived here, and this years prime example has been the narcissus. Perhaps this is due in part to the early warm temperatures that facilitated the masses of early blooms and subsequent quick departure of my hybrid daffodils, but whatever the reason, I have fallen in love with these small fragrant bombshells.
The narcotic scent of these gems has been filling my field for over two weeks. Even as the grass is growing taller and taller around them, they are playfully nodding at their hybrid daffodil cousins, that have long surrendered for the season.
My mission is to investigate this species and to be able to properly identify my treasures. There seem to be so many different varieties. One species I have discovered is "Poeticus Recurvus". The blossom has a miniature yellow-green cup rimmed with red. The petals are a bright white and gracefully arch back towards the stem. These babies pop the top off on scent.
I adore my narcissus and will continue to pick a bunch each day to perfume my home. I am hoping they will continue to bloom into mid May. Thanks with kisses to the gardener that planted this gift years ago!!!!







