A Host of Golden 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...

 

 

I know Spring was here; I felt the warm sunshine, I saw new shoots in the garden, buds on the trees. Now, it seems it has been temporarily replaced by snow and freezing temperatures!

 

However, as the song goes; it may be winter outside but in my heart it's Spring!

And nothing says Spring like daffodils!!

 

 

A bunch of mixed daffodils to greet us on the hall table...

 

 

 A Spring lithograph by Marcelle D. Shears...

 

 

I took out this lovely Crown Royal china for a nice cup of tea...

 

 

And the Crown Devon too...

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...