Daffodils always signal the coming of summer and the end of the dark winter days. It also reminds me of the poem, Daffodils, by William Wordsworth which was inspired by a springtime visit to Glencoyne Bay on the western shores of Ullswater. This is a beautiful area of the Lake District in England.
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.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched 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 leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but 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).
The above photographs were taken at the bottom of Airbles Road in Motherwell. As I was cycling up the hill, I stopped and took some photographs of them.
A previous article I wrote on Derwent Water in the Lake District can be read here. It gives an idea of how lovely the area is.