I have many daffodils.
Tall and short, yellow and white, white and white, orange and white and even some doubles.
I love them all, but one type always stands out the most and shines the brightest.
Even though it is the tiniest.
I love it that there are clusters of them all over my gardens.
My parents gave me a pot of them blooming one spring over two decades ago.
I have been dividing them and sharing them for over twenty years.
They are like little spots of sunshine.
Tete a Tete is the cutest daffodil in the world.
It is a miniature Narcissus. Its name comes from the fact that many stems have two flowers.
They look like they are having a little chat.
I would like to mention the unusual vase that belonged to a dear friend Beth.
It has a eight-parted, fluted, clear glass vase and a silver stand decorated with roses.
She would love to know that I have shared it on my blog.
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floweralley 
A lovely vase! And the daffodils are the cheeriest flowers. The little one looks like a jonquil. Such sunny colours.
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Thanks. The vase is special.
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Your daffodils are so pretty. They are very difficult to grow in my area, so I’m really enjoying yours.
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If I could I’d replace every daffodil in the garden with drifts of the miniature ones. I think they’re lovely.
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The great thing is they don’t topple over like the big ones. They look like little bouquets all around the garden.
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Love Tete A Tete and the vase!
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Un grand merci pour ce bouquet de jonquilles. Ce jaune est ravissant et appel au printemps.
Hier, dimanche, j’en ai aussi photographié dans un parc.
Mes amitiés 🙂
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I wish I could send a bunch to you. Thanks for your nice comments.
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I love these dainty daffodils! If you ever need to thin them again, I would love a bulb or two!
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They will be delivered to your porch.
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… For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood, 20
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
1804.
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Thank you for this lovely reminder of Wordsworth’s , Lonely as a Cloud poem. I took my parents on a driving tour of my small city last week. We saw hundreds of Dancing Daffodils on the campus of the school where I formerly taught. The wind had them all dancing. It was beautiful.
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Oh, spring is a bit earlier where you are! In the mid parts of Sweden where I live, it’s still another month, at least, before any daffodils.
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I love them all and I’m dancing with them through my own garden these days. 🙂
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