Daffodils are still a new flower to me, having seen them for the first time during my first spring away at school. They were planted all around where I was living at the time, inconspicuous clusters of tall grass-like leaves before all shooting up in bloom within a matter of days starting in late February. Even when I had been around the country prior I had not run into daffodils, being either in summer, much too late and hot for them, or during winter break, while it is still getting colder.

Although not quite the same, they remind me of the springtime wildflowers that I miss. Especially the marker-bright yellow varieties. Closest in Texas to the yellow are probably the short and small yellow flowers with an orange center and what I think is southern sneezeweed with a spherical seeded center like a sunflower. I tried going more in depth but I'm definitely mixing up multiple species I thought were all variations of the same.

This was at a little lake in the middle of Cork, down a route with an unbelievable number of pubs advertising both the expected beer and the occasional unexpected event. I saw one poster for a hair braiding workshop (along with a pint). In better weather and season, I believe it would have been properly picturesque. But I still got to see a new bird! Hanging out with ducks, geese, and swans, were Eurasian Coots!