I found these yesterday while touring Botany Island, South Carolina. And, of course, the name of the island speaks volumes.
I wandered lonely as a Cloud
That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of dancing Daffodils;
Along the Lake, beneath the trees,
Ten thousand dancing in the breeze.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee: —
A poet could not but be gay
In such a laughing company:
I gazed — and gazed — but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude,
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the Daffodils.
-William Wordsworth, 1807
This morning was my zone 8b’s first frost of the season. And, caught us a bit off guard. Driving the coast this morning to class, I began dreaming of what to overwinter in my house this year. Frost does that to me. I have always lived in drafty houses…from Los Angeles, California to Charleston, South Carolina. And, what better bright and happy flower than a primrose (Primulus)for a drafty winter window sill? They love to be cool and moist. Indirect bright light and night temps of about 50 degrees fahrenheit will make these come indoors quite well and be your friend during the short days coming.
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