DaffodilPrciple
佚名/Anonyo
Severaltisydaughterhadtelephoosay,“Mother,youteseethedaffodilsbeforetheyareover.”Iwaogo,butitwasao-hourdrivefroLagunatoLakeArrowhead.“Iwilleuesday,”Iproised,alittleretly,ohirdcall.
uesdaydawnedldandray.Still,Ihadproised,andsodrovethere.WhenIfallywalkedtoCarolyn’shoeandhuggedandgreetedygrandhildrenthatIwanttoseebadenoughtodriveanotherch!”
Mydaughtersiledcally,“Wedrivethisalltheti,Mother.”“Well,youwon’tgetbatheroaduntilitclears—andthenI’headgforho!”Iassuredher,“Iwashopgyou’dtakeovertothegaragetopickupycar.”
“Howfarwillwehavetodrive?”“Jtafewblocks,”Carolynsaid,“I’lldrive.I’edtothis.”
AfterseveralutesIhadtoask,“Wherearewegog?Thisisn’tthewaytothegarage!”“We’regogtoygaragethelongway,”Carolynsiled,“bywayofthedaffodils.”“Carolyn,”Isaidsternly,“pleaseturnaround.”“It’sallright,Mother.Iproiseyouwillneverfiveyourselfifyouissthisexperience.”AfteraboutentyutesweturnedontoasallgravelroadandIsawasallchurch.
OnthefarsideofthechurchIsawahaeredsign“DaffodilGarden”.Wegotoutofthecarandeachtookachild’shand,andIfollowedCarolyndowh.Theurnedarnerofthepath,andIlookedupandgasped.
Beforeytheostgloriosight.Itlookedasthoughsoonehadtakenagreatvatofgoldandpoureditdowheountapeakandslopes.Theflowerswerepntedajestic,swirlgpatterns,greatribbonsandswathsofdeepe,white,leonyellow,salonpk,saffron,andbutteryellow.Eachdifferent-loredvarietyntedasagroupsothatitswirledandflowedlikeitsownriverwithitsownuniquehue.Fiveacresofflowers!
“Butwhohasdohis?”IaskedCarolyn.“It’sjtonewoan,”Carolynanswered,“Shelivesontheproperty.That’sherho.”Carolynpotedtoawell-keptA-frahoethatlookedsallandodesttheidstofallthatglory.Wewalkeduptothehoe.Oiowesaoster:
“AotheQuestionsIKnowYouAreAskg”wastheheadle.Thefirstanswerleone:“50,000bulbs,”itread.Thesendanswerwas,“Onebulbatati,ohands,ofeet,andverylittlebra.”Thethirdanswerwas,“Began1958.”Thereitwas.TheDaffodilPre.IthoughtofthiswoanwhoIhad,who,orethanfortyyearsbefore,hadbegun—onebulbatati—thervisionofbeautyandjoytoanobscureounta.Still,jtpntgonebulbatati,yearafteryear,hadgedtheworld.Thisunknownwoanhadforevergedtheworldwhichshelived.
女儿给我打了几次电话说:“妈,在水仙花凋零前,您一定要过来看看。”我想去,但是从拉古纳开车到阿罗黑德湖要花两小时。“我下周二肯定去。”她第三次打电话来时,我有点不情愿地答应道。接下来的那个星期二上午很冷,还下着雨。但是我已经答应在先,所以还是去了。最终,当我走进卡罗琳的家,拥抱着问候外孙们时,我说:“忘了那些水仙花吧,卡罗琳!雾气笼罩着道路,能见度很低,要不是为了见你和孩子们,我是绝对不会开车来的。”
女儿平静地笑着说:“妈,我们总是在这样的天气里开车。”“反正你别想再把我拉到路上去,雨停了我就回家!”我想让她死心。“我想请你开车带我去修车店,把我的车子取回来。”
“要开多远?”“就几条街,”卡罗琳说,“我来开,我习惯在这种天气开车。”
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