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Over the last few weeks I have been watching the tips of my daffodils emerge from the earth in my planter and are growing steadily every day. There is something promising about the way spring slowly surfaces, fresh green peeking up from the dirt.
Due to our mild winter and wet weather it seems that spring will be arriving early this year, delightful daffodils leading the way into warmer (hopefully) sunnier weather. But because impatiences is my middle name, okay it’s Bethna, I went out and bought my self two bunches of budding daffodils.
Over night the buds have exploded into lovely yellow daffodils, making me smile this morning. It’s not really surprising that the little bouquet improved my mood, after all studies have proven that looking flowers at triggers happy emotions in our brains, natures antidote to depression and anxiety packed into brightly coloured, fragrant blossoms. But flowers do more than just make us feel better, they give us a positive outlook on life, leaving us with a more satisfied, content feeling about ourselves.
Basically flowers make us happy. Maybe that is why we bring them when visiting people in hospital or when we are invited to dinner. We want to share our happiness with others, make them feel better and lighten the atmosphere.
Flowers also have specific meanings, in the case of the humble daffodil they symbolise hopefulness, faith, honesty, truth and forgiveness. No matter how harsh and unforgiving a winter has been, the daffodil returns every yea, faithfully and full of promise.
My new morning delight, promising to make my day start with a smile
