Seeing Daffs Brings Happiness
This is just one of many sites, where I have planted Wild Daffodils, earlier this year, but this one is special in quite a few ways:
- At between 460 and 500 metres above sea level; they're probably the highest Wild Daffodils in the country.
- There are huge amounts planted here, from at least 4 different locations.
- But most importantly they are in memory of a mate, who died last year, called Pip. She died at quite a young age and quite unexpectedly, so this site, the year's most extensive; is dedicated to her.
Pip Daffs Lane, as you can see is very high up and is surrounded by high altitude farm land and moors and on one side there is a plantation of mixed trees; Beech, Spruce and a few others, certainly nothing to do with me, although I have managed to squeeze in the odd Hazel, from time to time.
This is not the ideal site for Daffs, but I put in a few in here, back in year 2 and year 4 (now is just coming up to year 11), they have spread quite nicely, not seeded yet and not spreading as quickly as they have in other areas, but spreading never the less, and flowering; every year. It will propably take a few years before this lot really starts to look good.
The Daffs here are planted in clumps, all the way down and on both sides of the road. I mean, I was going to plant some Daffs here anyway, but I thought I would make a real spectacle of the site; and up here they are sometimes still flowering at the end of May, a full month after lowland ones have finished.
When people die; they say it either brings people together or tears people apart. Pip's demise would defiantly be an example of one that brought people together. People will hopefully come for miles to see this spectacle of nature and it will hopefully make people happy and bring people together, as well.
