Ten thousand saw I at a glance

Although I have never done it myself, I am told that flower picking is 50% skill and 50% luck. You can only pick the buds that will open in a few days so the ones already out and the ones too small are left. What this means to the rest of us is that the fields are still covered in Daffs even though the pickers have been through them.

This is a field in St Ives bay just before Gwithian beach. It did remind me of verse 2 of this famous Ode 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 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
Out-did 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 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.