Its wonderful to see something blossom overnight and look so unimaginably pretty :)
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Friday, March 5, 2010
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