Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold,
Through the brown mould
Although the March breeze blew keen on her face,
Although the white snow lay in many a place.
We thought maybe it was just us, but it seems this is the coldest March that the British have seen in some 50 years and they aren't enjoying it any more than we. It would make no difference to me really, except the daffodils were just beginning to bloom. I have been looking forward to seeing the explosion of color along the road where there are mounds of daff's all budded out and just beginning to open. Very sad to see those yellow blossoms in the garden drooping under the falling snow this afternoon.