Dancing with the Daffodils

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"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." —Wordsworth

Welcome, after all too long a winter. 

First Gold

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"Nature’s first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay." ~Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Maybe, but these from my yard bring me much-needed hope today. 

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