Thank you, my friend, for sharing with me the wonder of the sights you saw. Thank you for knowing what it would mean to me. I don't know if you can hear my heart singing. I imagine you can!
(Strangely enough, I don't have any daffodils in my yard! You would think my yard would be full of their cheery yellow blooms. Every Spring I decide this is the year I will finally plant them. Lots of them. Everywhere. In rows. And clumps. And this year just might be the year. I think it is. And I plan to be the first in line when they arrive in my garden store. Maybe next year I will dance with the daffodils - in my own back yard!)