Okay. My grandparents were not gardeners, which means that the farmhouse they bought in the 1940s was surrounded by daffodils the previous owners put in between 1911 and then. They naturalized like crazy and I brought a clump to M’finda Kalunga. That has since spread all over: they have pointed white petals and tiny yellow cups and are coming into bloom now. I gave some away, but many hopped around on their own.
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