Good Medicine

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.