Quick and easy today. We’re enjoying exceptional weather here in California, and I’m eager to go out and enjoy it.
So until next week, here’s a picture I took yesterday while on a mountain bike ride.
Sonoma, CA February 23, 2012
And how about a poem from William Wordsworth? This is dated 1804.
“Daffodils”
I WANDER’D 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.
Continuous as the stars that shine
- And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch’d in never-ending line
- Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
- Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
- In such a jocund company:
I gazed — and gazed — but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
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.
Have a great week and I’ll post again next Friday.