Keeler Daffodils: This year, I planted hundreds.

          "I WANDERED lonely as a cloud

     That floats on high o'er vales and hill

        Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

      Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."

William Wordsworth 

 

At this time last year, I shared with you my (now 90-year-old) father's favorite William Wordsworth poem: "The Daffodils, or I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud." I received a veritable treasure trove of responses, which I joyfully shared with my father. So, it's Wordsworth, daffodils and another rememberance of the "Greatest Generation" again this year.

Entitled Giving Thanks, this remembrance fits this season of charity and reflection. I hope you will take a still-moment to read it and enjoy the daffodils.