A host of dancing Daffodils

Seeing these daffodils in Trinity Bellwoods on my way home last week reminded me of this poem by Wordsworth:

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 dancing Daffodils;
Along the Lake, beneath the trees,
Ten thousand dancing in the breeze.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee: –
A poet could not but be gay
In such a laughing 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.

I can’t believe that the flowers and trees are already blooming … the magnolias are already budding and look like they are going to blossom very soon. Usually they are in full bloom around Mother’s Day in Toronto!

Aaaaaaaaah Spring!