Walked today after work in part rain, part sunshine. Came across a group of these miniature jonquils, also known as narcissus.
You might recall the Greek myth about Narcissus, who so fell in love with his reflection in a pool that he fell in and drowned (or, in another version, wasted away, unable to tear his gaze from his reflection). At the end of the story, a plant sprang from where he died, and was named after him.
But these flowers look so cheerful and bright -- and not narcissistic. I think they have been wrongly named. Jonquil or daffodil suits them much better.