I could put the flowers from the garden in many places around the house, but they mostly they end up on the kitchen windowsill where I can see, enjoy, and smell them while I chop ingredients, boil the kettle, make bread, wash up, and generally stand and stare.
In previous years, it's been all about the tulips, but now I like it when the daffodils and tulips overlap and get mixed up in bunches and vases. This is not by design but by force of circumstance as our tulips are seriously depleted due to tulip fire (one of the risks you run when you love them and grow them year after year).
We have a few, like this beauty 'Abu Hassan', but the years of gloriously rich tulips pickings are on hold for a while.
We have a new outdoor table and, when it comes to photographing daffodils and tulips, I find I miss the dirty, worn and weathered old one. But to go with the new table, we have new varieties of daffodils coming up. Some are double- or even triple-headed, some are fragrant, some are huge, some are tiny, and many are wonderful shades of lemon and pale primrose, soft peach and egg-yolk yellow. I think we've cracked it; we still have problems with the tulips, but we are close to getting the ideal 57 varieties of daffodils. (Joking, we don't have 57 - nearer 20 to 25, I think, built up over the years.)