After 9/11, a Dutch bulb company has been donating 500,000 bulbs a year to NYC. As of April 2007, the daffodil has been named the official flower of NYC.
For this reason I hated them.
It was similar to why people hate some lilies. It reminds them of death. I didn’t want to be reminded of that, I didn’t want to be reminded of what happened. Couldn’t stand them.
And then I moved from NYC to Iowa.
I was homesick. It is so DIFFERENT here. I like it, but it’s not NYC. Never will be. Couldn’t figure out how to shake it.
Then last fall I was in the store, looking for bulbs. I got a little of everything, except the daffodils. And then I thought to myself, “why not?” I bought a few, and here you go. Daffodils. Well, a daffodil. I have more, but not in this picture.
So the memorial for the victims of 9/11 is now my little piece of home in my front garden. I think I can grow to like the things.