Patience is a virtue (or, things my mother always told me)

After a long, dark, and sometimes cold winter, the farm’s coming alive again. The trees are budding, the birds are singing, and the sun is shining brighter every day.

Spring is officially here, and there’s one question everyone’s asking me:

"When can I see the daffodils?”

Above: Yellow and orange daffodils from 2022

Well, when I was a little girl, my mom used to say two things about patience:

“Patience is a virtue.”

“Be careful what you pray for. If you ask God to give you patience, He's going to give you opportunities to learn patience.”

It’s hard to be patient about daffodils. There's something so joyful and magical about those little flowers. They're like little bursts of sunshine, cheering up every windowsill in my house.

This year, February was warmer than usual and the daffodils were growing (and budding up!) weeks ahead of schedule. I thought they’d be ready to pick in mid-March. I made plans. I advertised Opening Day for March 16.

Mother Nature laughed.

Last week's deep cold snap is a reminder that Mother Nature’s in charge, and she’ll decide when the time’s right.

It's out of my control.

It doesn’t matter how eager I am to see those joyful little flowers and share them with you.

Mother Nature is the boss out here. She says it’s not daffodil time yet, and there’s no arguing with her.

But...there ARE more daffodils blooming every day. I walk the field, counting the flowers and carefully watching the buds grow.

They'll be ready soon, but I don’t want to jinx it again by mentioning a specific date. It looks like this will be a typical daffodil season in April. So stay tuned for updates about opening day.

Everything on the farm happens on her schedule. All we can do is wait patiently.