My first childhood poetic romance was with William Wordsworth’s poem “I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud,” but it wasn’t until we visited England in 2006 that we had the joy of visiting Dove Cottage in the beautiful Lake District. That love of swaying daffodils led from the serendipitous find of one lone flower on our new property to the many in our gardens today.
“It speaks of long ago and far away
But it’s magic – look, just next to you!
So William’s English daffodils
Sway in the wind that again sweeps through.”
