I WANDERED lonely as a cloud
Lonely? A cloud, lonely? Clearly William Wordsworth was not in Aberdeen. The whole sky has been covered in clouds all week.. That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
And they are very low clouds too. When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils;
Well yes we certainly have plenty of them here. Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
But you know what, for the first time in about six months, there is in fact NO WIND here this morning. And no sign of even the gentlest fluttering.
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way,
Hmmm. Astronomy. Nice touch there Bill. They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
A cab driver once told Gail there were ten million daffodils in Aberdeen…
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:
This is so true. Sort of like being with a wire-haired fox terrier actually. 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,
I wouldn't say I do vacant. They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Ah yes, I get what he means now :-)
Hi, I'm Bertie, a wire-haired fox terrier pup. I live with Gail in Aberdeen, Scotland. An old Westie called Hamish used to live here but he died on 18th February 2010 (exactly the same day I was born). People tell me that he used to have a blog and that I have big pawprints to fill. That's a bit too much responsibility for a very young puppy - and anyway, I intend to make my own mark!
(Gail says that Hamish could certainly have taught me a thing or two about marking stuff....)