Thankfully this morning I had a rather later start than my 6 a.m. start to the day yesterday, nonetheless there was still frost on many of the cars this morning as I took the children to school. That crispness to the air was lovely, and in the sun the daffodils looked beautiful. I couldn't resist a snap on the way home with the church spire in the background.
No excuse, then, not to remind ourselves of William Wordsworth:
I wander'd 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 stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: -
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought.
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.
(Photo taken and edited with Nokia Lumia 1020, cameras in phones have come a long way)