Grandmama

By Grandmama

Daffodils

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.


A sight to behold at Bodnant Gardens today. There must have been thousands, if not millions, of daffodils of numerous varieties.

This week daffodils - next week tulips in Amsterdam!!

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