#177 - Trumpets

We are distinctly short on daffodils in our part of the city - I see plenty in gardens, and further afield they are growing by the roadside, but they are either late, as the ones in my garden are, or absent, which is a shame. All the delicate blossom, and the easily bruised crocus, announce Spring well enough, but it never seems quite definitely here without the fanfare of the daffodils.