The clutch of daffodils now blooming in my front yard flower bed.
NOTHING COMPARES to the daffodil. Bright. Cheery. A burst of brilliance in a dreary landscape of muted browns and grays.
Like an island in the vast sea or an oasis in the desolate desert, the daffodil provides a welcome respite for the winter weary sojourner’s eyes.
She holds the promise of spring unfurling in her petals, of sunshine-filled days ahead, of the earth erupting in new growth.
She causes me to smile and think of May baskets woven from construction paper and jumping rope and leg-kicking toward the sky upon a weathered board swing.
Simply put, the daffodil makes me happy.
© Copyright 2012 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Minnesota Prairie Roots 
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