Hope

I saw these Daffodil spears in the supermarket and immediately felt sorry for them, dumped unceremoniously and unloved on the end of an aisle, miles away from their forced but more colourful cousins, Tulips and Roses, which have been in the shops for weeks now, waiting for us to buy them in time for Valentine’s, still a couple of weeks away. By comparison, these spears looked limp and thirsty as they begged passers by for a drop of water to sustain them, when they should have been filling us with cheer and optimism that the end of winter may not be too far away.

I brought them home with the intention of sketching their all too brief lives. I know from past experience how much I will enjoy seeing their sunny faces.