A sea of yellow

I last blipped this field when there was only a handful of daffodils in flower. They are coming into bloom and are being picked as they do so.  I spent the morning delivering a repaired longcase and in the shop.  I returned home to repair an alarm carriage clock that required concentration,  difficult to achieve except in the quiet of my office/workshop.  I have booked tickets to return to France shortly for three days only to join my daughter who only has a long weekend free.  The return tickets were cheaper than an hour train ride to London so it seemed well worth while.