I was out picking daffodils from the community garden this afternoon and making bouquets for friends. Using old vases and with copies of the poem in hand, I spent the afternoon sharing these lovely flowers leaving them on kitchen tables, doorsteps, teachers work stations...it was a nice way to spend a beautiful day.
The gardens in Angola are spear-headed by Bob Caywood who is a master gardener. I thank him for all his work and love of the earth. Enjoy the photos and the poem at the end. Happy Spring!
By William Wordsworth
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.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I, at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Happy First Day of Spring!