Fluttering and Dancing in the Breeze

It is Springtime in Mongarlowe. In the garden the other day I was reminded of William Wordsworth’s poem.


Not really a host of daffodils … just some beautiful clusters …

“Tossing their heads in a sprightly dance” … “Fluttering and dancing in the breeze”.


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