Eighty years ago, Mr Gilliam's father planted a daffodil field in Pelham. Each spring, he picked thousands of blossoms and drove them to Oak Ridge to sell, and his son does the same today. The bunches sell out by 1 PM.
Daffodils by the bunch are one thing;
by the field, another;
and when glimpsed through purple hyacinth, another altogether.
Thank you, Gilliam family, for yellow and purple and field.
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