There is always something cheery about passing daffodils on the roadside, even on the greyest of spring days they provide a little sunshine. Though I love flowers I don't like cut daffodils it spoils them some how and they never look as nice as they do - in the ground - as nature intended.
A few motorists passing by must have assumed my mental state as mad, but my friend who was with me understood. She has a camera too.
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