Update 4-15-2022 New insight into Daffodils

I was in Medford for a class and I spied this classic daffodil on the desk. See if you can guess which flower it was? It made me think of my grandmother, she loved daffodils. Today’s walk led me to many beautiful daffodil flowers.

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I attended a great lecture yesterday at Bartram’s Gardens, in Philadelphia. I learned a lot about daffodils and enjoyed the fantastic Bartram’s Bitters cocktail reception and book-signing along with curator’s tours of the Bartram’s daffodil collection—living relics of bulbs brought to Bartram’s Garden centuries ago, blooming in the same place year after year I also visited my grandmother cemetery in Yeadon, PA
My grandmother really loved daffodils, and now I am being to understand her relationship with the flower. My favorite daffodil was the Poet’s Narcissus (Narcissus poeticus)

There was a great lecture by Sara L. Van Beck, author of Daffodils in American Gardens, 1733-1940, visits Bartram’s Garden to tell the fascinating story of the genus Narcissus and its journey from the Mediterranean basin to the gardens of historic Philadelphia. The talk will be followed by a Bartram’s Bitters cocktail reception and book-signing along with curator’s tours of the Bartram’s daffodil collection—living relics of bulbs brought to Bartram’s Garden centuries ago, blooming in the same place year after year.

Sara L. Van Beck, horticulturist and plant historian, is an officer of the American Daffodil Society and serves on the board of the Cherokee Garden Library at the Atlanta History Center. Van Beck has worked as a museum curator with the National Park Service and is the former president of the Georgia Daffodil Society.

I liked this quote by William Wordsworth

The speaker was walking around through the hills and valleys, but he felt all lonely and mopey. Suddenly, as he passed a lake, he noticed a big group of yellow daffodils waving in the breeze. This wasn’t just some scattered patch of daffodils. We’re talking thousands and thousands around this particular bay. And all these flowers were dancing.

Yes, the daffodils danced, and so did the waves of the lake. But the daffodils danced better. The speaker’s loneliness was replaced by joy, but he didn’t even realize what a gift he has received until later. Now, whenever he’s feeling kind of blah, he just thinks of the daffodils, and his heart is happily dancing.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Narcissus_species

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