Okay, my mama says she couldn't tell what these were, so here's the scoop. These are early early daffodils, dug up from a Kentucky field, and brought to this Illinois Garden. V says the field used to be the site of a slave home that later was part of her father's farm. These are the earliest of blooms in my garden, and I always wonder about the woman who planted them--what her name was, what her life was like. I can't help but think that we had this in common--so happy to see this early glimpse of green.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
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