The beautiful daffodils in our yard today are so lovely. When we moved to the camp, and moved away from our home of ten years, I dug the buttercups as we have always called them, and replanted here. They are the true signs of spring coming. They are a sign of Gods beautiful handiwork. They originally were dug from a friends place. Timmy, Matthew and I rode the 4-wheeler over to his land one afternoon enjoyed digging them from the dirt and then transplanting at our then home. They have a very special meaning to me, we were having some difficult times. As a friend says, "everyone gets rain on their roof sometime. " These flowers were a sign of wonderful things to come, and when I look at them, I know that God always gives us hope, and peace will come again. They may not be the most elegant flower, but they are very simple and beautiful and will always be my favorite flower because of the special meaning they hold.
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10)
Some interesting Trivia about Buttercups ( Daffodils )
There are between 40 and 200 different daffodil species, depending on which botanist you ask. Daffodils are hardy bulbs in the Amaryllis family that are native to Europe, North Africa, and Asia. Most are spring-flowering, although species bloom in the fall. Daffodils come in all shades and tones of yellow, white, orange, pink, red, and green. Daffodils come in all sizes from 5-inch blooms on 2-foot stems to half-inch flowers on 2-inch stems.
The Daffodil is used by Marie Curie Cancer Care to raise money on National Daffodil Day. They believe it symbolises new hope and life.
Daffodils are being grown for Galanthine, a substance in the bulbs being used to fight Alzheimer's.
Daffodils are the birthday flower of March, the same month as the spring equinox that heralds the beginning of a new season.
Roman soliders carried daffodil bulbs into battle with them so if they were mortally wounded they could eat the bulb insuring a quick and painless death.
"Daffodils" (1804)
I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.
By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).
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