My maternal Grandma and Grandpa owned a farm for over 30 years. They grew wonderful things including flowers. When my Grandparents sold their farm, they dug up all the daffodils and moved them to their new place. When they went into a nursing home, the daffodils were again dug up and moved to the house I lived in as a child. When we moved from there, the daffodils also came along. When my husband and I bought our first house, my parents gave me the daffodils, sort of like a house warming gift. Each time I've moved, I've written in the house contract that we will dig up the daffodils and take them with us. They've traveled with us to Nashville and now back to Ohio. I love these daffodils.