Daffs

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.
Of course I was not actually there at the time as The Boss was delivering the competition to the judge but this was on the side of the parking area and many other places about the wonderful ‘Natural’ garden area that they have and was way better than the 3 lonely Daffs opposite our front door that were trying to catch the sun while it was out this morning.
There were 222 images in the competition BTW so that may help to explain the weekend by the end of which The Boss’s end was indeed weak.
Can I say that??? …..silence…….hmmmmm?
T
Bigger Daffs?

1/200 F2.4 ISO 50