Daffodil

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.

Words by William Wordsworth

What a wonderful day, couldn't stay in the office all day, so snuck out at lunchtime to a small public open space. This daff is back lit, -2 stops with background in shade. Just added a bit of sharpening.

Everyone, enjoy the week it looks like a great one!

p.s someone told me that the forecast for next week is really cold!