Taniwha & the Daffodils

Every spring, just a half hours drive from home, (& a wee bit more) the Mabin family open their farm to the public for the season of the daffodil. 

 All through September, through every daylight hour there is, 

 people come in dribbles & droves, to pick bucket upon bucket of glorious, sunshiney daffodils.

 A turbulent month, it may be sunny or cold & windy,

 yet the magic is always the same.

 Waterways & walkways, 

 the supremely rare & unusual,

 the kind & familiar;

 tranquil & smooth

 rippling &

 peaceful

 ...but don't get in the way!

Snowflakes line pathways of grass green.

 Everywhere you turn there is more to pick

 sort & admire.

 Friends come

 & friends go

 & the beauty of the place drenches each soul,

 Always a pleasure..

  most especially the joy of the daffodils that herald spring with golden fanfare.

 They don't last a great while

 but their beauty is deeply admired, until next time & a new spring comes around once more.