The Meadow
I wander’d 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; William Wordsworth.
Hagley Park, Christchurch, NZ. September 2008.
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I wander’d 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; William Wordsworth.
Hagley Park, Christchurch, NZ. September 2008.
