Narcissus Golden Echo
Why? This subtle, lemon-yellow and cream, April-flowering Highgrove favourite is highly scented, due to its Jonquil blood. The name Echo reflects a succession of two or three weather-resistant flowers per stem. Best of all, this robust variety returns year on year, in border or container. 15in
Partner with Scilla siberica, Muscari aucheri Blue Magic or Chionodoxa luciliae
Other scented narcissi to try Elka, Lancaster, Lieke and Sweet Love
Narcissus Cheerfulness AGM
Why? This classic, April-flowering florist’s favourite is a double Tazetta, so it needs a warm, well-drained position. The creamy flowers, touched with egg-yolk yellow and a touch of green, are richly scented, so it’s an ideal cutting-garden bulb and good in containers. It dwindles, so re-plant regularly. 16in
Partner with Tulipa Havran, Narcissus Starlight Sensation and Hyacinth multiflora Blue Pearl
Other double narcissi to try Yellow Cheerfulness, Sir Winston Churchill and Acropolis
Narcissus Sailboat AGM (1980)
Why? The swept-back flowers and flared lemon-yellow trumpet add a jaunty, carefree note to this dainty fragrant, creamy narcissus. It never looks glacial and returns well, unlike most whites. It’s mid to late season and able to withstand a warm spring day, as well as spring squalls. 12in
Partner with Any deep-blue muscari, Narcissus Lemon Sailboat and Tulipa Negrita
Other swept-back narcissi to try Mother Duck, Jack Snipe and Jenny
Tulipa Apricot Foxx
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