Green Fingered Girl

Every Autumn at Beth's school, each child is given a pot, some compost and a daffodil bulb with rather detailed directions on how to plant and grow it. The children have to take it home, plant it, look after it and try and get it to be in bloom, looking perfect at the end of March.

On that one particular day in March, a member of the village gardener's association comes in and judges all the daffodils. From what I've heard there is intense competition between parents to produce a prize specimen!

Anyway, as you can see, Beth planted her bulb a few weeks after we got it (perhaps the secret is to plant with your eyes closed . . . ). We followed the instructions as best we could all through winter. Our daffodil came into flower at the beginning of March much to our dismay since judging wasn't until March 30th.

Luckily, it stayed looking pretty good so we walked to school on Wednesday with it waving in the wind and with a fair amount of admiration coming our way.

When I collected Beth on Wednesday afternoon, she came out very happily with her first place certificate and winners gift! Well done Beth, a prize-winning gardener at the age of four. :)