Celebrating the end of February
knowing that spring is not right
around the corner, I thought to
share this cheerful field and
add a touch of color to the
snowy views burying so
many northern friends
JoMae
2/27/21
2/27/21
Seeing these fields in Holland many years ago, brought to mind William Wordsworth’s ‘host of golden daffodils’…
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…
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