From here is was a quick drive along fast familiar highways to home and I began to think of yellow things … the canola just beginning to flower, the daffodils I expected to find in my garden and the winter wattles welcoming us home.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
Thanks for sharing your journey, Joan. Lots of places I've never visited before!
ReplyDeleteYou take me on lots of places I now want to see. Glad to reciprocate.
DeleteI'd love to have daffodils in my garden.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a low sky.
Daffodils go with cold weather. I guess there has to be some compensation.
Deleteyellow Canola fields are so pretty.
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