Our daffodils are up. I'm not a huge fan of the daffodil. It's not the prettiest flower. The colors are kinda blah, and the yellow is almost impossible to photograph well, and when you cut them they ooze sticky, gooey sappy stuff. BUT: they come out before anything else dares to bloom, braving the real possibility of snow and ice (I've seen many die an early death), to give me hope that summer is around the corner. Even though the woods around are bare, the ground brown and soggy, those sunny flowers are up.