Showers and rainbows and a few more flowers

Feb 16th  

A day of light showers, dropped from visibly finite dark clouds.
Sunshine surrounded and re-appeared from behind those clouds.
Rainbows flourished and faded, as the sun struck  drops of water.
Rainbows more oily, in puddles and streams from peat in the water.
And no wind blew.
Not for a moment or two.


My poor misguided dwarf daffodils are all in bud and one flower has bloomed.  I fear the north wind will bite and tear at the tender petals or frost freeze and break the fragile yellow.  Should it snow, they may be crushed but might survive that better than their full sized relations, which are also beginning to flutter glimpses of yellow from the green flower buds.


I love the way that that when flowers are allowed to revert to their wilder origins, like daffodils and primroses, they seem to have scents that their over-cultivated cousins have lost, even crocuses have a delicate aroma, though they do loose depth of colour and strength of texture in their petals and leaves.