Today is Easter, and *one* of Grandma's daffodils has bloomed! Whew, just made it on time! When I look back at the start of this 'daffodil watch' thread, and see the picture of the deep snow on Ash Wednesday, having even this one daffodil today is wonderful. Especially since Easter was so early this year, and the snow lingered so long.

The daffodils had originally been planted years ago around the front yard tree, particularly where Grandma could see them from the window over the kitchen sink, so we always called them "Grandma's daffodils". Grandma was born on April 4, 1916, so yesterday would have been her 110th birthday. She died on Good Friday in 2003 at age 87. The daffodils had bloomed by Good Friday that year, and I had brought in a bunch to put in a vase on the kitchen table for her to look at, not knowing they were to be part of her last day with us.

There has been a lot of dark stuff happening in the world this spring, so having at least one of the daffodils show up in time for Easter is a spirit-lifter and a reminder of hope.

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