In the spring of 1804, William Wordsworth was wandering “lonely as a cloud” around Glencoyne Bay in the Lake District of England, when he saw something that inspired his most famous poem: “all at once I saw a crowd / A host of golden daffodils / Beside the lake, beneath the trees / Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. ****”
Well, it’s technically spring here and we’ve been wandering a lot in the woods, fields and beside ponds and the sea; yet, it wasn’t until we wandered into the supermarket that we found a host of golden daffodils.
Nonetheless, daffodils will be growing out of the ground here soon. In the meantime, daffodils picked in the supermarket can help us pretend that it’s spring and inspire us photographically. (Brooklin, Maine)