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
My crowd, my host of daffodils has not appeared this year. So far it consists of two blossoms.
I'm not sure why my daffodils have disappeared--maybe the tulips and crocuses are crowding them too much. Maybe the chipmunks like them over the tulips. I've noticed some more burrows this year--but I was concerned about the tulips.
I'll have to wait until fall to dig up the bulbs and find out.
So... here are some memories of last year's blooms.
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