Hilding Linnqvist (Swedish, 1891-1984), Still life with spring bouquet in a vase against a red background. Gouache on paper, 65.5 x 37.5 cm.

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Hilding Linnqvist (Swedish, 1891-1984), Still life with spring bouquet in a vase against a red background. Gouache on paper, 65.5 x 37.5 cm.

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Surf Dancer swims through daffodils,
At Cotehele, in Cornwall, England.
Hello Gina! I saw the daffodil post you were sent (which is very sweet), but just wanted to chime in—I don’t think the flowers in LNT are daffodils? They look like Easter lilies to me, which symbolize rebirth, new beginnings and hope. I don’t know for sure, but the stamen look too long to be daffodils! Anyway, this isn’t important but I’m into flowers and can’t help myself lol. Hope you’re having a good day 💗
Hi sweetheart. Yeah, Personally, I don't think they're daffodils, either (but sometimes I feel like I Debbie Downer about everything from Twitter, so I try to be open. LOL) . And yeah, they do look like lilies. The other corsage looks even more like lilies than this one.
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Surf Dancer is swimming through daffodils.
At Cotehele, in Cornwall, England.

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Surf Dancer is swimming through daffoldils.
At Cotehele, in Cornwall, England.
Using form: continued poem: Conor Kelly, 'Daffodils'
Those daffodils that I recall While lying on a bed settee Are faded now, their petals fall In nature and in memory. It’s time to rise, to go outside And head off for a subway ride. I’m in New York’s YMCA Undressing for a midday swim; A poet could not but be gay With bodies toned up in the gym. But I am getting no cheap thrills From dongs like dangling daffodils. I twinkled at the twinkies there…
Daffodils in my backyard taken in black and white