Our daffodils have finally opened, unfortuntley this came with the rain!
I thought I would post one of our favourite poems at the moment;
Daffodowndilly
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
"Winter is dead."
When We Were Very Young, A.A.Milne
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