My Heart Dances With Daffodils

Filoli daffodil photo

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.
~ William Wordsworth

Almaden Meadows’ Mustard Blossoms

Almaden Meadows Park, yellow blossoms
Mustard blossoms at Almaden Meadows Park in South San Jose were a must-see stop for The Flower Photographer of Silicon Valley, Glenn Franco Simmons. On a leisurely weekend ride with his lovely wife a few years ago, Glenn saw these beautiful blossoms that have not yet returned to the amount seen in this photo. Hopefully, 2017 will yield another bumper crop of mustard blossoms the Valley of Heart’s Delight (Silicon Valley’s more romantic moniker that many have forgotten).