Genie’s comment: My apologies for being late with this. It was a dark and stormy night and I slept in so I missed that the daily post didn’t go up on it’s own.
“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, Daffodils