Daffodils are everywhere in the park and in the countryside just outside. They cover old fields and grab the sun along roadbeds. In the park they still grow on home sites from long ago. The woods are still open so you see them easily on a flat or a hillside. I spent yesterday in the park and except for the daffodils, very little had broken through. The green stream mosses in Roaring Fork are still yellow and reddish brown from winter and there is just the hint of the herbaceous level starting to return. But for days the reds seeds of maples and the golden curled up fists of oak leaves have appeared. Soon the toadflax and the wild violets will show and then spring will be off with a roar.