That term was a good one to describe me back several years ago when I wanted to do something about the unfriendly grey-brown tone of the lotty when we would begin with our earliest spring work. I mean to say, that the uncomfortable work was made even less enjoyable by the lack of visual encouragement and stimulative motivation. What to do then. My daffy answer to that challenge was simply to plant daffs...lots of ‘em. I located a bulb seller out in the countryside that would sell excess bulbs or seconds for very attractive prices, after his contractual orders had been filled. Now then mates it has taken several years, but the clumps are now worthy of presentation, and actually I will need to think about halving the clumps in a couple more years...expanding the visual impact even more. Here are a number of my specimens in no particular order and sadly without names: I hope that you enjoyed seeing these colourful garden inhabitants. They are sort of like friends to me now after all these years. So then, you can see that one can be daft but in a good way, what!