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.


A grand day in the garden. Dusted the shorts off and even was able to discard the sweatshirt. Tidied the borders, split/moved various plants, pruned some trees and cut down a couple of windswept conifers.