When I found out that Salt Lake City's Red Butte Garden & Arboretum was planting
in honor of their twenty-fifth year as a garden, I just about went crazy.
I've been dropping by the garden every few days since March, waiting for the peak of the flowers bloom.
This Sunday, April 18th was THE day, as far as I could tell.
The sky was bright, the air was warm, and off I went, determined to photograph
I felt sorry that you all couldn't be here to see them in person.
I know, it was quite a task, but imagine how sad it would be for any of the daffodils to not get their picture taken.
It just wouldn't be right.grandkitties with their flat faces.
Right away I got interested in comparing daffodil sizes.
Two of these little gems were barely as big as one of my fingers.
The white ones with the palest of apricot centers and a yellow eye seem so sophisticated.
The regular yellow/deeper yellow combo seems like an old friendly face by comparison.
Yellow on yellow: Monochromatic coloration is classy too.
I must admit that this variety troubled me.
So tiny, and it looked exactly like a dandelion to me.
I thought it was a weed when I first saw it.
Someone must have worked very hard to genetically modify or breed this variety.
Maybe it will grow on me if I look at it a few more times.
The green petals are kind of unusual....
Let's just call it 300 even.
A three headed specimen.
So tiny, yet there's a bouquet on a single stem.
The flat faced red and yellow combo vs. the long faced orange and yellow combo.
Which do you like best?
Oh...I'd say around 400 in this shot.
The ruffle, stamin pattern and outer petal pleat is so dramatic.
Look how l-o-n-g those yellow noses are!
I do wish Red Butte had labeled their daffodils, or printed a guide for me to use.
I'd like to know the name of this variety.
By the by..."Butte" is pronounced with a long "u"...and it sound like you haven't quite finish saying the "tee" part in the word "beauty".
For some reason, the non-female part of the population of my family all seem to prefer to pronounce it as "Butt".
As in "Are you going to go see Red Butt again?"
Boys. Men. Guys.
Gotta love 'em.
Sorry about that little digression.
There were lots of trees in bloom at the garden too; but right now we are concentrating on the daffodils.
Would somebody else mind counting the daffodils in the picture above?
Maybe we could just fudge a little and say there were 400 in that picture.
It was in the high 70's while I was walking around taking all these pictures. That bench was put to good use for a bit.
I had showered and washed my hair just before I went there; by the time I left the grounds my hair was soaked and I had to shower up again.
Anything over 50 F. feels way too warm to me this early in the year.
What do you think...300?
At least that many.
All throughout the grounds there are benches and tables and chairs tucked into nooks and crannies, and at the bends of the paths.
There were a lot of couples around my age with picnic baskets and bottle of white wine, enjoying the end of the weekend together on the first really warm day of spring.
The garden is only 15 minutes from our house; I'm thinking I'm going to join in on that kind of date with B. really soon.
What do you say?
I am CRAZY about this variety.
That white ruffled collar looks like it should be on girl's yellow dress.
Like the peachy ones...
What I couldn't figure out was why there were not hoards of families out with their children.
Seriously...isn't this scene missing some sweet children posing for an annual picture, bending over to examine the flowers, or sitting cross legged surrounded by chest high blooms?
I may have to ask if I can borrow the 15 month old girl next door.
She would be adorable in this scene.
There's even a small path that would be just right for a small child to walk upon.
Now there was one bride in another area getting her pictures taken next to a tree awash in white blooms.
Why wasn't there engaged couples having their pictures taken under this arbor?
It is interesting how some of the daffodil varieties have petals that sweep backwards.
They seem to be flying fast somewhere.
As big as my whole hand!
I had never seen such huge daffodils before.
All of the daffodils in this scene were the palm sized variety.
Again: I really, really want to know the variety's name!
Moments after I shot this picture Julie Andrews came into view, spinning with her arms outstretched and singing "The hills are alive...with the sound of music..."
Actually that is partly true.
Red Butte does have an amplitheater and some of the top vocalists in the country come in summer to perform.
I'm eyeing Mary Chapin Carpenter and Nora Jones tickets in August.
Or maybe Steve Martin performing bluegrass music in June.
I'm still making up my mind.
The bare trees seem so stark compared to the daffodils.
These remind me of flying geese, with the necks stretched out far ahead of their wings.
Those center noses are really long.
I wonder what variety has the longest center form.
How long is too long?
Afterall, they have bred daffodils with no noses; is there a limit to how long the noses can be?
I think I have seen varieties like this one, only with a green ring instead of the salmon colored ring.
Gosh it must be fun to know how to cross breed daffodils and see what their blooms wind up looking like.
I'm saying about 1,000 in this shot.
Four hundred and seventy nine.
(Don't believe me? You count 'em then!)
Three finger wide variety.
Hand width wide variety.
(Isn't that gigantic???)
They are just as curious about seeing you as you are about seeing them....