Could it be?

Ted, Shane and I went for a wonderful 3 1/2 mile walk this morning.  It was a day off from ”real” work so I had fun things planned.  

It’s the Fort To Fort run tomorrow.  The weather looks absolutely PERFECT!  I should be excited, so why am I nervous?  This is a short run, 10K.  What’s going on in my head that I can’t pull into my conscious thought? 

To counteract that nervousness, I busied myself in the kitchen and while working in my kitchen, I took a glance out the window.  Wait!  Could it be?!

I have to grab the camera and get a little closer

Sneaking up on it, ever so quietly….

Among the burdocks and the weeds… 

The daffodil.  Spring has sprung! 

“Daffodils” (1804)

I WANDER’D 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 stretch’d 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.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).

A wonderful surprise to find in our yard on Good Friday. 

I’ve been busy preparing for Easter.

How about you?

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