Who is this chick?

daphne on November 6, 2008

Yeah, that one. The one planning for a flowering spring. The one with a song in her heart and a belief in the future. The one dancing with hope.

That’s me, really. With just a few tweaks to the old personality.

I am not known for having patience. A fondness for delayed gratification didn’t make my list either. But hey, if America can climb on board with a big plan for change than the least I can do is try for some changes of my own.

So recently while the girls helped Dave rake yellowing leaves into billowing piles,

I planted something that would not emerge from the soil for 6 month. Talk about delaying some gratification. Talk about hope. I’m talking about lovely ladies that demand a nice six-month nap in the dirt before rearing their pretty faces. Tulips. And daffodils.

I’m never one to jump up and down at the return of warm weather, but I do like the bright colors that litter my neighbor’s yards while our property remains the sole landscape slumbering away beneath a blanket of blandness.

And each year I am reminded that these April flowers demanded attention way back when the first snows were threatening. They require planning ahead. Way way ahead. Which has always been enough to send those tulip-thoughts tiptoeing out of my head.

Not so with the new me. After an eternal election cycle the idea of waiting a paltry six months for flowers seems reasonable. So I read the back of my little packet of seeds. And I dug the holes. And while I may have skimped a bit on the suggested 12 inches of depth and 6 inches of spacing, I remain confident that my yard will look very much like this.

Ok, I can’t say for sure that my yard will blossom like that. But after a long long time I find myself believing in a future bright with rainbows and gilded with hope. My dreams are rich in solar paneled rooftops, electrically-charged cars and daughters bedecked in white lab coats out to change the world.

So why not? Anything is possible. And come springtime I believe we will be dancing in daffodils.

7 Replies to “Who is this chick?”

  1. Kristen November 7, 2008 at 2:15 pm

    Good luck with the daffodils. I never seem to have enough sun for them in my yard. Maybe some day I will figure out the right place for them to grow. Have a good weekend! I love the pictures. I miss you friend!

  2. grace November 7, 2008 at 3:35 pm

    I never succeed at planting anything and keeping it alive. Hopefully you will have better luck than me! Now that I am making compost maybe my luck will change.

  3. Meredith November 7, 2008 at 3:57 pm

    Whew! At first I thought you post was going to be about you starting next year’s garden from seed already! And, I was going to be so jealous and frustrated with my own procrastinator self! I am so relieved to find out it was only bulbs!

    Which reminds me that I have some iris bulbs that need transplanting before it really snows…

  4. grace November 7, 2008 at 6:11 pm

    “Aunt Daphne, those flowers look very nice. Have a great day, love MJ and Evan” out of his mouth not mine. The next time we are there my boys fully expect your yard to look like that!

  5. the mama bird diaries November 8, 2008 at 4:10 pm

    If the phillies can win the world series and Obama can be elected president, then you can have flowers like that.

    What a beautiful picture!

  6. Lanie November 10, 2008 at 10:26 pm

    Anything is possible.

  7. Uncle David November 17, 2008 at 2:06 pm

    Is that picture of the field of flowers from Uncle David’s house?

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