Graceful dance

The daffodils are all appearing on the roadside. Every year we have this incredible display of daffodils for a brief period, bringing sunshine even on the gloomiest of March days. I always think they are very graceful.


  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.