Daffodils At Easter

I remember one special Easter like it were only yesterday: the vet gave us miraculous drugs for our ailing boy* (we’d feared he’d have to be put down without delay); he sat by the golden daffodils in our garden - sorry to employ such twee imagery, but it looked like they were trumpeting with joy. *Our first dog, Paddy, who had another quality year of life Jack Horne, 1st March for Francine’s Daffodils contest