Saturday, 6 February 2016


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Despite the rain and the cold the garden is full of daffodils now. They must have multiplied themselves by fifty percent since last year.

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.

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