Few lovely lines ...

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

(I think each time I visit Garhwal these Wordworthian lines are on a repeat mode in my head ...hehe )

((This is a picture I clicked in mommy-in-laws garden...she has the prettiest garden in the world ,blame the picturesque hills...and although this is a pumpkin flower, it soooo reminded me of daffodils :)  )
P.S. I love the hillsss!!!!!!