Saturday, March 27, 2010

Spring-a-licious


Spring has sprung. March 20th marked the first day of spring for 2010, and I couldn't think of anything more appropriate than surrounding myself with fresh flowers. I have always longed to visit Wye Mountain during the annual Daffodil Festival. Apparently I went as a child, and have pictures to prove it, but I needed to see this as an adult. So, that's exactly what I did - along with my fiance and youngest nephew, Sawyer. Last Saturday started out as such a beautiful day, but the closer we got to our destination, the cloudier the sky became. Still, we trekked forward. We reached Wye Mountain about 3:30 - and what a site. Beautiful daffodils surrounded the area. Seven full acres of daffodils! The website says that there are over 30 different types of daffodils at the festival- but I have no green thumb, and they all looked the same to me. Families were spread across the fields taking pictures and enjoying picnics. We only had a few moments to take pictures before the rain started to come - and I couldn't leave without taking a few dozen flowers. And what a bargain! You can pick flowers (within designated areas) for only $1 a dozen. Where else can you get a dozen flowers for only $1! And did I mention that admission is free? Of course you can make a donation. After all, this is a fundraiser for the Wye United Methodist Church, which sits across the street from the festival. I found the whole day to be very affordable. When the rain got heavier, Sawyer and I stepped into an indoor area where crafts were being sold. I bought him a homemade toy fishing pole for only $1. If it weren't for the rain, we would have made our way to the refreshments area where they were selling BBQ and cobblers. We will have to try that out next time. This was such a beautiful place that we will have to make it an annual trip.

For those of you who missed it last weekend, the festival is taking place again this weekend. Gates are open from 9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. Do yourself a favor and bask in the glory of this beautiful place.