A lonely pop of colour in a barren garden plot.
Showing posts with label daffodils. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daffodils. Show all posts
Friday, 28 August 2026
Wednesday, 29 October 2025
Saturday, 20 September 2025
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.
William Wordsworth
Wednesday, 18 September 2024
Wednesday, 28 September 2016
...this little piggy stayed home...
..and who could blame him :)
Spring has definitely sprung.
WATW
and also joining Tex for:
Good Fences
Monday, 31 August 2015
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These gates stood outside Grey Main Primary School, Greymouth, New Zealand. (My old primary school). They are a memorial to the...
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