A host of golden daffodils.

.........They stretched in never- ending line
Along the margin of the bay.

Part of the poem Daffodils by William Wordsworth

What a wonderful sight as we turned the corner, on our walk down to Frenchman's Creek, from Helford.

A beautiful day warm and sunny day.
Peace and quiet, except for the birds singing.
The hedgerows full of primroses, violets, and daffodils.
I love Cornwall at this time of year, when we have it almost to ourselves.