Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Daffodils


Sunlight in the bedroom, and some new books.

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  1. Isn't it touching somehow that you can bring home a bunch of daffodils that look not so promising, and then in a few hours that dusty fruity fragrance they have reaches you and there they are in a state of yellow glory. I didn't know that there was an Elizabeth David on Vegetables, just the idea of that is yummy. I'm going to head on over to the library to see if there's one on the shelf. Did you know that here in Madison, WI (home of the Polar Vortex) the downtown public library (smashing and brand new) has 5 copies of your book - they are all checked out and there's a waiting list of eager reservers. What's the library like in Harlem? T

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  2. Indeed - I always buy them in tight bud. That is a good description of their scent.

    I am thrilled to hear that 66 Square Feet is all checked out! Thank you for letting me know.

    It is a long, long time since I was a member of a library, though I'll be giving a talk in the New York Public Library this spring. I have issues giving books back (my library books were always overdue)...

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  3. Daffodils always make me smile. Sitting in the sun they seem to be saying "See spring IS coming!"

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  4. How coincidental - I have daffs in a similar vase on my desk as well, and I love how their powdery, fresh lily fragrance fills the room :) In a few days the parks in my neighbourhood will positively trumpet when the daffs bloom - can't wait!

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  5. Ooh! You'v e got the Elizabeth David vegetable book.One of the best.

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  6. Pretty, pretty! Our flower beds have lovely little clumps of daffodils. I couldn't resist cutting a dozen or so today for my kitchen counter. Enjoy! Susan

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  7. I can visit places today where my wife planted daffodils--at our prior homes, or at the foot of a "jump" where a fox hunter friend lost his life--and still witness Deb's flowers gloriously present themselves in the early spring. She loved daffodils like no other flowers and when they bloom before me, her memory returns sweet and fragrantly.. "And then my heart with pleasure fills, and dances with the daffodils." (Wordsworth)
    It does not surprise me, Marie, that daffodils also make you feel better.

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  8. Some of my favorite daffodils come from a small clump rescued from a house being bulldozed for a parking lot; I've always hoped that somehow, someway, the person who planted those daffodils in what is now asphalt knows that they flourish by the hundreds here.

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