Deck the halls with boughs of… daffodils?
The daffodil is a national emblem of Wales – presumably because daffodils are supposed to bloom in spring, and St David’s Day (patron saint of Wales) is on March 1.
There’s a natural succession of flowering bulbs: snowdrops emerge in January, and flower in February. Crocus follow. And then daffodils. Followed by bluebells in mid-April or so.
Because this photo of daffodils in bloom was taken on Christmas Day. (hence the title ‘daffodils in December’ 🙂 )
The last time the UK saw blooming daffodils in December was in 2015. It followed an unseasonably mild autumn and was not a ‘good thing’. Plants and wildlife need a natural cycle. Plants benefit from dormancy in winter. Creatures need to be awake when there is a plentiful supply of food, and to breed when all danger of bad weather is past. Daffodils in December is not something to celebrate
This year, for instance, we had snow for a week in March, which put everything in the garden back badly.
This winter so far, the weather has been downright confusing. Overall, it has been mild. But, we’ve had a few days when I’ve had to scrape ice off my car windows.
It literally dropped 12º Centigrade overnight one night. And bounced back up a couple of days later.
Highs today of 12ºC; lows of 8ºC. Forecast for the latter part of next week? Highs of 3ºC and lows of -3. The latter being closer to the average for December.
For anyone unfamiliar with Centigrade: 12ºC = 53ºF. And -3–C = 26.6ºF.
Not just daffodils in December…
This is a rose in my back garden. (Which I had heavily pruned a few months ago). At least (!) the sorbaria (false spirea) that shoots up around it in summer hasn’t been fooled and is still dormant.
On the topic of seasons…
This snap is all that remains of someone’s Hallowe’en lanterns. One of two houses locally where the owners just left their pumpkins to rot on the lawn from October 31. They are still there at the end of December.
I have no idea why you’d do that, rather than compost them, or put then in the green waste bin or the food-waste caddy for the council to recycle.
Trust me, the between stages of decay were a lot scarier to look at than the original lanterns.
* this blog has been sadly neglected of late. The run-up to Christmas have been busy (in a good way) as well as mostly very mild.