Mom's Daffodils

    I took this photo yesterday of Mom's Daffodils - its great to see them come up in early spring every year!  They're located at the base of the flag pole and over our Jeffery Time Capsule which we buried in 2010.

T H E   D A F F O D I L S
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.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A Poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

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.

Poem: The Daffodils by William Wordsworth posted by A Place for Mom Staff
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Below is a photo I took of Daffodil fields
south of Aberdeen, Scotland in April 2005.

     The next day I took this photo of Mom and Dad with a young highland cow at Gretna Green on the Scottish-English border.