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East coast, Midwest the South all of these places get the most beautiful bulbs popping up in the spring, sigh. I have such nostalgia that kicks in whenever I see them for sale.

I always grab a few bunches of daffodils as soon as they start showing up. They always bloom (especially with a little warm water to drink up) and never disappoint in color or fragrance.

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I love that chartreuse that turns into a saffron plus who doesn’t like a happy flower that wears a skirt?

I love daffodils for their color, their ruffles and soft scent but I also love them for this…

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I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er vales and hill,

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.

William Wordsworth
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Now, I’m going to print this poem out and hang it on my bathroom mirror! Have a wonderful Monday. Linking up with Lisa Leonard for a little Monday inspiration.

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