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Daffodils

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In the last couple of days I saw the first daffodils and was strongly reminded of this stanza from the lovely poem “Daffodils” (also known as “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”) from William Wordsworth:

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.

Here’s a Wikipedia post about the poem: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Wandered_Lonely_as_a_Cloud

Happy April 1 (no foolin’). 😊

21 thoughts on “Daffodils”

    1. Thank you very much, Allan. I was happy to suddenly see these daffodils; we walked there on Friday and they weren’t out. Oh well, we have to accept dandelions, too. My mother, a WWII veteran who lived through the Blitz, loved dandelion leaves in her salads and used the blooms to make wine, both of which she learned from the extreme war-time shortages.

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    1. I didn’t have to memorise it but I do remember having to draw a picture of how we saw the poem for art class. I hated the project because I’m about as talented at drawing or painting as a dustmop! It also felt to me as if my mind’s image of the poem was being completely distorted.

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