Friday 13 March 2015

Gold Springtime


Photo by Alison Day



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




© Alison Day 



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