I agree Stevie! If every daffodil is a happy face, then that's a lot of happy faces. Passing motorists probably thought I was a little eccentric - taking photographs of a field of flowers (and they would probably be right!), but I just love daffodils. Which reminds me - time to roll out my annual William Wordsworth dedication to the beautiful yellow flower...
"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...."
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What a happy sight!
I agree Stevie! If every daffodil is a happy face, then that's a lot of happy faces.
Passing motorists probably thought I was a little eccentric - taking photographs of a field of flowers (and they would probably be right!), but I just love daffodils. Which reminds me - time to roll out my annual William Wordsworth dedication to the beautiful yellow flower...
"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...."
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