Daffy-dils

During the cold grey doldrums of January I begin to splurge on supermarket daffodils to place on my coffee table. The little yellow blooms provide me with a little springtime magic and trick me into believing that flowering gardens aren’t too far away. I adore watching the tightly wrapped buds open slowly over the course of the week allowing their sunny faces to appear.

Each year I am also surprised by the sound originating from the blooms. As the light reaches the stems and they strain to open ever wider, their tissue paper covering stretches open with a slight wrinkling sound. The first time I heard this rattle it took a few days to hone in on the source of the crinkling noise but once I knew the origin I began to wait and listen with great intent to hear and see the blooms come to life.

As I sit and write this post I wait with great anticipation for the sounds of new life, yellow blooms breaking free from their cocoons. Hopefully these daffy-dils will not disappoint.

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11 Replies to “Daffy-dils”

  1. This is what
    bloom sounds
    like — the soft
    crinkling of stems
    and petals on
    paper, the slow
    sipping of water
    in glass —
    the soft noise
    and music of
    reaching towards
    the light, every
    movement slower
    than you can witness
    with your eyes

  2. The doldrums of January, indeed – they have affected me. But how bright and compelling your post is, from the painting to the sound of daffodils straining to open – oh, how that captured me! I have never heard that sound … but I could, in your words. Makes me think how daffodils embrace their work of giving cheer. “Hello! Hello! We are here!” Beautifully done, Christine,

  3. What a great post! There’s something powerful about having growing and blossoming plants inside during winter’s darkest days. I love your glowing photograph and am entranced by the idea that you can hear the daffodil buds emerge from their tissue wrapping. Wow!

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