There were two clumps of daffodils in the middle of the woods.  Someone must have a sense of humor.  We thought about transplanting them but we decided it was kind of cool to have them there.  There is at least two different varieties there:  They are large and one is yellow and another is white.  Every year they come up.  I questioned my wife about them.  She does not know who planted them.  It was such a long time ago.