“SHOOT ME,” they cried.
No shades of yellow. Just the same color everywhere.
You might call it monotonous. Or dazzling.
I think they might be invasive. Did I hear a botanist telling a visitor they had jumped the road separating Longwood Gardens from local neighborhoods? Or did I dream it?
No matter. If these dazzling, monotonous, invasive daffs appeared in my own lawn, I’d transplant them into fresh topsoil and grow ‘em.
Meantime, I shot ‘em.
