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Spring would not be spring without daffodils. My first introduction to Daffodils was during English lessons at school. From the moment I read the poem, I was hooked. William Wordsworth had me under his spell with his description of golden daffodils dancing in the sunshine.
A few years ago I had the incredible good fortune of walking along the shores of Lake Ullswater in the Lake District. It was so much more than a mere lakeside walk. I was walking in the footsteps of the great Poet Laureate himself, reliving the inspiration sparked by thousands of yellow daffodils swaying in the breeze.
We then headed over to Grasmere in Cumbria to pay homage to one of the greatest romantic poets that ever lived. Visiting Dove Cottage and Rydal Mount, two properties steeped in Wordsworth history, was like going on a pilgrimage to the birth-place of the romantics. Ironical, for the romantics would have frowned at the idea of a sacred pilgrimage. Nevertheless, my heart was at peace, a dream fulfilled.
Daffodils. Simple flowers. Weeds in the wilderness, even. And yet, so richly exemplifying romanticism in English literature. The world is the richer for such a gift.
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