What is it about these flowers that we love so much? Is it because they're one of the first signs of spring? Is it because you can just be driving along and then a patch of bright yellow beauty scattered through a field catches your eye? A little of everything I suppose. I like to look in an open field and wonder if there was once a house or a farm there long ago and imagine that the beautiful flowers outlasted structure and the loving hands that planted them. I have learned that "buttercups" are actually weeds and the flowers I'm referring to in the above picture are really called daffodils. Daffodils are planted as bulbs, buttercups grow in the wild as weeds. I don't suppose I've seen a real authentic buttercup, so I think I'll keep calling these daffodil flowers by the name I learned as a child - buttercups. So, enjoy the final days of their beauty and I hope you've found a place to pick a few. As for me, I think I will plant some bulbs this fall so I can enjoy them from my own windows.
