"I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils....
...When oft upon my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood
I glance upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude
Then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils."
-- William Wordsworth
I didn't have time to take photos today, so here's one from yesterday. They bloom for such a short time that we must enjoy them while we can....
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