I think Willy Wordsworth had it right when he ‘wander’d lonely as a crowd’. As with so many plants, there is a plethora of cultivars nowadays. From delicately fragranced to large doubles. My preference, as with so many things, is to keep it simple and natural looking. One of the examples below is the smallest daffodil flower I have come across and yet, when examined closely, is exquisite.
And so, to the final verse of what is one of Britain’s favourite poems…
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In variant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.