I have to laugh. Perhaps the welcome April sunshine is warming my heart and I am giddy with the sensation. It's just that I have to laugh at the whole idea of regularly blogging - let me clarify - I'm laughing at the idea of ME regularly blogging - posting comments and observations and updates on life. I made some rash promise I would post more often about six months ago, haha, silly me! What with life and that old wriggler - time! So I'm making no promises - I'm going to quietly add to and edit my lovely website and allow you to breeze in and out via the digitised ether as and when you like. That will suit us all, yes?
On a more important note, I think the daff above (picked from my friend's garden) is a Narcissus Poeticus. It is said to have been named after the ancient greek legend of Narcissus, that raving beauty who was cruelly unkind to those who fell for him. It is cultivated for its oil which is a 'principal ingredient in 11% of modern quality perfumes', so says Wikipedia! I guess its looks and parfum can be interpreted as one side of the legend, but on the flip-side it is a powerful emetic, one of the most toxic daffs! You weren't going to eat them, were you? Although you could fall in love with them. I certainly do every Spring. |
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