Ad 2:
2002-02-25 22:10:13 (UTC)


The daffodils are beginning to bloom! I have a vase of them
on the dining room table. I know by Friday, March 1st, St.
David's Day there will be many of them and I'll fill every
vase I have and put them all over the house. I have leeks
on my shopping list for leek soup and I'll make a daffodil
cake (white cake with lemon frosting).

While Wordsworth is English, not Welsh, I still love this

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.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
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.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Outdid 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 to me the show 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.