“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
Beside the lake beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”
(William Wordsworth, I Wander'd Lonely as a Cloud) It is always so uplifting to see the daffodils that announce Springtime. This was taken at Smith Gilbert Gardens last week.
