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6 April 2011
A look at Spring in Oxford
"Daffodil Time. "
By: Julia Gasper
I sometimes think that if we had to have only one flower in the
whole year - a sort of Desert Island flower - it would have to
be the daffodil. Nothing else quite so joyously announces that
Spring has come around again.
This year I have been noticing how the fancy varieties of
daffodil are getting more and more predominant until you can
hardly find any of the ordinary, old-fashioned, plain ones, by
which I mean yellow daffodils, with a trumpet in the middle,
and just a single, not a double flower. There are every other
possible kind to be seen - many of them white, which are all
very well for contrast now and then, but not really as cheerful
as the familiar golden daffodil of childhood memory. There are
white daffodils with a yellow middle, or a flat orange middle,
looking like a fried egg, and there are those fussy little
white narcissi, with several heads on one stalk. I have even
seen some so-called daffodils that look like chrysanthemums,
with spiky petals sticking out in all directions - whatever is
the point of that?
There is something to be said for the frilly white daffodils,
which look like a choirboy’s collar, but I am not really in
favour of the double ones. These days it seems there are more
double daffodils than singles. Yellow doubles with a waffly bit
in the centre, creamy-white doubles with a touch of lemon in
the centre, they all have one terrible drawback, which is the
tendency to fall over. When it comes to daffodils, as so many
other things, nature knows best. The ordinary single-petalled
daffodil is much more likely to stay upright and dance in the
breeze because it is not too heavy for its stem. Spring time is
windy. Lately we have had gales. Daffodils that have crashed
nose-down on the ground or worse, bent their own stems, do not
really grace any garden. Why be greedy? The single star of
petals is enough. Less is more. More is less.
Whereas once the trend was always to make flowers bigger and
bigger, now we have a fashion for miniatures. Miniatures
daffodils, like Tête-à-tête, can be delightful, especially in
pots, and they are more like the original wild flowers that
Wordsworth saw, but they cannot be so successfully combined
with grape hyacinths or forget-me-nots unless you have got
dwarf varieties of every flower. The miniatures will just
disappear.
There are some classic designs that really are impossible to
beat. The bicycle with two large, equal-sized wheels. The
Cartier tank watch. The Panama hat. For me, the familiar
golden, single-petalled daffodil, about twelve inches tall, is
in that class and I can never plant enough of them.
Julia Gasper.
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