Wandering 'lonely as a cloud' and making my way out of the trees, I took the lower route around the base of the hill. It was lovely to see a large mass of Daffodils nodding in the breeze and enjoying the sunshine.
Along these slopes, trees have been planted in memory of various people and small commemorative plaques are dotted about among the Daffodils too.
With the sun shining on them, this 'host of golden daffodils' were glorious to see.
Enough of this romanticism! Time to turn homeward and a hot cup of coffee.