Daffadill Hill

In a small town in the foothills not too far from my home is a place called daffadill hill. It only opens for a short time in the spring. It is a mountain top covered with daffadills, my favorite flower. The last few days the weather has been warm and I wanted to drive to the hill to take pics and enjoy the short lived time of the blossoms. I planned out my day. I would have lunch in Jackson at Mel's burger joint...where the peanut butter chocolate milkshakes are homemade and thick. I would go to my favorite antique store and then buy penny candy at the Candy Emporium. In my mind the day was to be perfect.

I wanted to make sure I remembered the route to Daffadill Hill so I looked it up on the internet and found their number. I called to see the hours of operation and heard a lovely ladies voice who said ....We have a foot and a half of snow on the ground still. Hopefully the flowers are okay....we are not open yet, but keep calling back. The dream of a perfect day was shattered. I guess instead of having a day of play....housework will have to be done. A phone call shattered my dreams of escaping dust bunnies.......two weeks until spring begins. Pray for Sun!