Daffodils and other Spring gifts

“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

Hi friends,

I think I memorized this poem in elementary school and it runs through my head every spring when the daffodils begin to bloom.  What a special poem that helps to describe our first emotions that Spring is coming.  We long to see the blooms knowing we are in store for warmer days.  What a happy poem William Wordsworth.  Nature has forged a strong connection between itself and the soul of mankind.

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My neighbor’s yard…I love the rocks as a border.


My sweet little daffodils.  They are about gone.

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From my neighbor’s yard with the mountains in the background.  Just beautiful.




This is my  backyard but my blooms have suffered the last few nights.


Last Friday at the stables.  Spring in the air.



Forsythia blooming everywhere.


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I just love how these big horses do almost everything Maddie says.  She is Eight years old but she is very small. I think they just feel the love.

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Still at Blackberry Stables. WOW


On the way home, I just had to stop and get a photo of this  old vintage truck at an antique shop very near my home. I pass by it every day.  Just love it.


Friends, have a blessed and beautiful Spring.




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