Daffodils, Narcissus, Porillon, Daffy-down-dilly, Fleur de coucou, Lent Lily... it goes by many names and grows in many places. Often one of the first signs of Spring is a rush of daffodils growing along the roadside. Out on the country roads by my rustic villa one of the few remaining signs of a house that is long gone will be the broad patches of daffodils that have survived the winters and all else to spread the word that spring is, once again, at hand. Let go long enough, these patches will become huge, ten by thirty feet or more. I think they have a patient plan to take over the world. You can even surreptitiously sneak over with a spade and dig out a few shovels full. Well, you don't have to be too surreptitious, there is nobody and nothing around for miles.
Here are some of the varieties that I have run accross.