Each week more and more blooms start showing up in the stalls at the Market. Each week my walk takes a bit longer, as I have to stop and appreciate all that beauty. Daffodils were the stars yesterday. Their fluttery dainty-ness pretty perfect on a sunny Saturday morning.
Spring is so darn close I feel like I can almost touch it. Yesterday the Market had Spring fever, and the stalls are starting to brim with a profusion of buds. There is just something about a daffodil that signifies to me the change of season.
There are so many magical qualities to the Pike Place Market, and one of the sweetest ones is how the rooftops of many of the buildings are planted with daffodils at this time of year. Your eye just treated to a visual feast of yellow as the flowers sway about in the breeze. So unbelievably pretty. I bought a small bunch of fluttery double daffodils for the shop. It is always so fun to see the smiles that occur when someone sees a simple vase of them mixed into a display. Yellow daffodil happiness indeed.
I was in need of fresh flowers for home yesterday so I did a quick run through the Market stalls for a bit of inspiration. This solo bucket of daffodils being a sure sign that Spring is really coming. The sweet, sweet delicate yellow petals a welcome sight for the eyes and the soul.