They were coming along beautifully. Elegant green stems standing straight and true. Bright yellow petals opening in the late-coming spring sunshine. Little orange and white centers adding zest to their presentation. Daffodils. "My" daffodils.
But the driveway is a tad quirky. The original owners had it built to swerve around a toyon tree that juts into one portion of the aggregate driveway. Thus, if my Buick is in the right-hand lane of the driveway, then the *LOC's pickup must swing a little left to avoid both said Buick and the toyon tree. (Lovable Old Coot*)
I didn't like that whole arrangement the first time I noticed it. I like it even less now. And a "toyon" tree? What kind of tree is that anyhow? Oh, yes, I looked it up, and it did not look like anything that would be worth curving an entire driveway around.
And now the doggoned thing has hastened the demise of my freshly blooming daffodils. I'm bummed.
Tell you what I'm going to do though. I'm having that dratted tree removed, and the driveway widened.
Not just because of the daffodils, of course.
But that certainly clinches the deal.
For today, the LOC is backing out very, very carefully, because he knows that with about one more daffodil-killing incident, I may just decide to have him removed too.
Just kidding ....sort of ....
Hope your daffodils were not decimated today, or anything else you liked. Until next time .... Marsha