We are already some way into March, the daffodils blooming all over are a sure sign of the start of the spring season, I eagerly awaited their appearance in my garden and the splash of joyful colour they bring. Whenever I see them they certainly lift my spirits. Presumably because of their flowering time they are known as Easter Bells in German and sometimes known as the Lent Lily in the U.K - traditionally they would open on Ash Wednesday and finish at Easter time, though most of the daffodils I've seen are on their own schedule! Grown here in Britain since the sixteenth century, mentioned in Shakespeare more than once, painted by Van Gogh and celebrated in a William Morris design, not to mention Wordsworth famous poem - daffodils have inspired us since forever.
Even in Ancient Rome - they are mentioned in Pliny's poems, seen on a fresco excavated in Pompeii; in Egypt - depicted on an ancient Egyptian headstone; and in the Homeric Hymns to Demeter from 700BC; and versed in Solomons Song of Songs, they have been observed and celebrated, it seems through all human history (they were the flowers in the Greek underworld too).
When daffodils begin to peer
With hey the dozy over the dale
Why then comes in the sweet O'the year
And the red blood reigns in winter's pale.
Daffodils, that come before the swallow dares,
And take the winds of March with beauty.