Old Fashioned

We drove into Cleveland to see the daffodils blooming on the hillsides at Lakeview Cemetery, but Mr. Mole turned us back home before we arrived, as I felt unwell.  There were so many more people out and about in the eastern suburbs than here in our neighborhood, where we saw and heard almost no one all day.  So much for an adventure today!

Here's one of the few daffodils blooming in our backyard.  These are how I remember daffodils as a young child.  Most of ours are double daffs and they are still waiting to pop. Something to look forward to.

Wishing you all well.