Daffodils at Trapp Family Lodge
Although the lingering inches of snow on the ground here in Vermont suggest otherwise, it is in fact, officially spring! As the sun sets increasingly later and we begin shedding our winter layers, flowers will soon peek up through the thawing soil – a little earthly celebration signaling that warmer weather is on its way. Some of the first bulbs to sprout are daffodils; these perennial blossoms are quite tolerant of the cold. Most fitting, daffodils symbolize new beginnings. With their happy yellow blooms, daffodils are the perfect flower to greet spring – their trumpet shaped heads seem to announce its arrival. And the best part: daffodils are hearty flowers (withstanding Vermont winters!), and they ‘re really easy to grow.
Some tips on growing daffodils:
Plant bulbs in the fall – about 2 to 4 weeks before the ground freezes. Choose a well-drained spot that gets lots of sun. Using mulch is also a good idea; it helps conserve moisture for the flowers (daffodils need lots of water while they are growing). Plant the bulbs deep into the ground in order to protect the stems from breaking or bending as they grow. For larger bulbs, they should typically have a depth of 6-8 inches, and for smaller ones, about 2-3 inches.
Though we don’t typically use daffodils in our bouquets (wedding season begins just as daffodil season ends) we used a variety of white daffodils in a recent photo shoot at the Trapp Family Lodge in Stowe, VT.
These flowers help kick off spring and just make us extra excited for the other beautiful blooms to come. A bunch of freshly cut daffodils is like a little piece of sunshine. Of course, these beauties have been the subjects of countless works of art; so we’ll conclude with a daffodil lovin’ poem by William Wordsworth.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Now, let’s go outside, smell the daffodils and say hello to spring.
Event Planning & Design: Megan Leonard Productions | Photography: Ashley Largess | Styling & Florals: Nectar & Root | Stationery & Local Details: Forest and Fern | Venue: Trapp Family Lodge | Dress: Everthine Bridal Boutique | Rentals: Vermont Tent Company | Hair & Makeup: Salon Cruz | Cake: Eleventh Hour Bakery | Jewelers: Ferro Jewelers