![]() ![]() Today, that’s all that matters (PERIOD) History Lives On in Daffodils-the essay Sun rising over Sugar Creek, ahhh Sugar CreekĪs teacakes warm from the oven cooled on a pale flour sackĪs the same moon, stars and planets i now see, nightly peek outĪ turkey roasting while newly buried bulbs await Spring Maybe it was Mary or Bonnie Jean or Jane or Mary Clyde They feel feminine, yes, definitely feminine ![]() I know most of my readers are not members of the American Daffodil Society, that’s why I’m sharing this poem with you on my blog, and this link to The Amer ican Daffodil Society, if you have an interest in joining….and don’t forget the tea cake recipe is at the bottom of this post with a link to a daffodil flower cookie cutter I found on Etsy. After accepting the poem, the editor asked for an essay and the tea cake recipe for publication. It became a magical place to sit, so that’s what Daffodil Circle is about. Fully planted and maybe fifteen feet in diameter, as a kid, this circle was mesmerizing to me. The most intriguing of all was a circle of daffodils. The yard and meadow were covered in daffodils each Spring. Now about this poem-my grandmother’s house was/is in East Texas. Now that it’s published I can share it with you on this blog, and hang on…since it mentions tea cakes, my grandmother’s tea cake recipe is also here. It published in the recent edition of The Daffodil Journal-the quarterly publication of the American Daffodil Society. My poem, Daffodil Circle was written in the summer of 2017. To listen click onto the recording arrow. In an effort to make busy lives simpler, this is a post you may either listen to, or read.
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