That said, I've only recently begun to appreciate daffodils themselves. I'm not usually drawn to yellow - mellow mustard tones notwithstanding - but in early spring, when daffodils pop up all over the neighborhood and cheap bunches arrive in my favorite grocery store, I become sort of a yellow-convert. It looks good to me and I want it in my home. I buy the cheap bunches, usually two or three of them at a time, and spread them all over the house, a few in each room. They're cheery and their scent is light and I can have lots of them. They don't look like much at first; they flop over in the mason jars and ceramic pitchers I place them in. But when they bloom, they suddenly stand at attention. For a few days, they cast a sunny glow wherever I put them.
Daffodil season has inspired me to reconsider yellow. I went looking for color words that describe yellow and found many interesting terms. Color words fascinate me. I enjoy breaking them apart to find the root words within them. Here are some of my favorites: vitellary, xanthic, sulphureous, luteous, meline, jessamy, icterine, citreous, flavescent. I love meline, meaning honey-colored, and jessamy, related to jasmine. Luteous seems biological. Icterine reminds me of fish. Citreous is obvious. Sulphureous is unpleasant. Each describes yellow in a way you can see. Yellow, a word that has some negative connotations - yellow-bellied - and some sickly-sounding ones - jaundice, yellow fever - has intriguing, evocative ones too. Yellow is growing on me.