We drove by these amazing beauties every day of our stay in South Carolina. I couldn't help taking a load of pictures. Please enjoy!
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| I wandered lonely as a cloud |
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| That floats on high o'er vales and hills, |
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| When all at once I saw a crowd, |
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| A host, of golden daffodils; (sunflowers :o) |
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| Beside the lake, beneath the trees, |
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| Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. |
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| Continuous as the stars that shine |
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| And twinkle on the milky way, |
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| They stretched in never-ending line |
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| Along the margins of a bay: |
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| Ten thousand saw I at a glance, |
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| Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. |
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| The waves beside them danced; but they |
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| Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: |
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| A poet could not but be gay, |
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| In such a jocund company: |
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| I gazed - and gazed - but little thought |
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| What wealth the show to me had brought: |
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| For oft when on my couch I lie |
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| In vacant or in pensive mood, |
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| They flash upon that inward eye, |
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| Which is the bliss of solitude; |
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| And then my heart with pleasure fills; |
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| And dances with the daffodils (sunflowers :o) |
Poem by William Wordsworth
(Thank you, Mr. Wordsworth, for such a beautiful sentiment. Thank you for reminding me there is beauty in this troubled world.)
