I should explain a little bit. These Daffodil bulbs were the most wonderful gift from my dear friend Lynn. They were for my birthday, but didn't come until it was the right time to plant them here in Colorado. My plant skills are so bad, and didn't want any of the purple to transfer from my thumb to the bulbs, that I stood and read the directions while my son did the digging and setting. Then I took on the task of soaking them as per instructions. I really soaked them too. Being in a drought area, and the ground being poofy dry, I set the water hose on trickle and really let the water soak down the 6" where the bulbs were. Apparently I did good with that.
Now, with the ground still so dry, I'm in a dilemma about starting to water them. If it freezes for several days yet, would the water or dampness freeze around and hurt the new stems? So far I'm keeping them covered with leaves and waiting a while before I start watering.
Well, it is starting to cool down again now, and in a few minutes I have to go let the horses out of the barn, so I'll put my Daffodils to bed by covering them up again. The leaves will hold the warmth in the ground from this beautiful day.
For all of you who laughed when I said I'd write again soon. It has been a week, and for me that is soon. So you can just stop your giggles right now.