https://flic.kr/p/T4cb13 | I wandered lonely as a cloud (In Explore) | After William Wordsworth. Daffodils not available so oil seed rape offered a colourful substitute. The lake and trees are just out of shot. 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.
I have always loved William Wordsworth. Here are some of my favorite links: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/michael-a-pastoral-poem/ http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/michael-a-pastoral-poem/ http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/resolution-and-independence/ http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-solitary-reaper/ http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-old-cumberland-beggar-2/ http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-thorn-8/
William Wordsworth (April 7, 1770 - April 23, 1850) grave site. St. Oswald Church, Grasmere, Cumbria. William caught a cold on a country walk, and died on April 23. He planted 8 of the Yew trees in the churchyard, and one of them marks the grave of him and his wife Mary.