Recollections From My Scrapbook

"No two people see the external world in exactly the same way. To every separate person a thing is what he thinks it is -- in other words, not a thing but a think." -- Penelope Fitzgerald, English poet and novelist

"The early bird catches the worm but the second mouse gets the cheese." -- Stephen Wright

"A cloudy day is no match for a sunny disposition." -- William Arthur Ward

When moments are shared, memories are made. 

Thank you, William Wordsworth, for sharing your fascination brought upon by daffodils through your poem "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud":-

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. 

Btw, dear readers, thank you for wandering to Daily Refreshing and stopping by!