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.
~William Wadsworth
I realize this little guy is taking over my blog, but he’s my constant companion, and he’s just so darn cute I can’t help myself.