Posts Tagged ‘summer’


March 23, 2010 3 comments

Yes, daffodils.  In London.

I am not going to write a post (well, a real post).  I promised snarky sarcasm.

But daffodils.  In London.

I am incapable of snarky sarcasm today.

Daffodils!  Poking their determined little heads up through the soil where thousands of people tread every day and blooming.  Blooming!

Nothing melts my London-hardened heart like flowers (especially sunflowers, but daffodils will do).  There is something of promise in them–I immediately get visions of sunny days spent in the park with a picnic and pre-mixed gin&tonics poured (rather sneakily) into tonic bottles.  Cucumber on the side.

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG summer is finally coming you don’t understand if you don’t live in London it is like a gray pit of despair with stupid rain-but-not-rain all the time and your feet get all wet and gross and you think you will die a slow and painful death if you don’t get SOMETHING other than rain-but-not-rain (even if it’s just PROPER RAIN at least it will actually be SOMETHING DEFINABLE) and just when you are about to have a MASSIVE HEAD EXPLOSION!!!  and pack it all in and go back to the lovely tropical island from which you have come you see…


And you LOVE London.

The parents (eagerly awaiting said return to small tropical island) sigh in disappointment and resume internet scanning for cheap London flights.

And so.

I am incapable of snarky anything today.  Blame the daffodils.