daffodils in august

dead and dried daffodils

If someone asked me what my favourite flower was, I’d probably say the daffodil. But there are so any types of daffodil or narcissus that that isn’t a particularly helpful answer.

True, there are very few daffodils that I don’t like, and if someone were to give me a bunch of King Alfreds or Pheasant Eyes or even the fluffy looking Cheerfulness, I’d probably be equally delighted.

But the Bible tells us “To every thing there is a season” and I definitely associate daffodils with spring time. I’m always a bit disturbed when they appear in the shops in the weeks before Christmas and I don’t like the fact that they’ve begun to make their appearance as a feature in winter flower arrangements. So daffodils in August was something I had never contemplated.

And yet this morning I saw some unmistakable daffs in a shop window and had to pause to take a photograph.

dead and dried daffodils

The shop had presumably closed when we went into lockdown at the end of March and the flowers were just left in a vase. It’s a sunny corner, so I guess the water evaporated before anything nasty started to grow.

I already knew that I liked most types of daffodil. I hadn’t realised that I would find dead daffs equally beautiful.

dead and dried daffodils

Author: don't confuse the narrator

Exploring the boundary between writer and narrator through first person poetry, prose and opinion

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