When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Okay, okay, I may be gilding the lily - or should that be the daffodil? - a bit. In truth it's hard to do the lonely as a cloud thing on Ealing Common with the traffic thundering by on the Uxbridge Road, but it is just a little bit glorious out there at the moment with the wonderful mini-daffodils that are exploding with cheerful colour all over the grass.
The Common is only a couple of minutes' walk from home, so it's our default 20 minute dog walk on those days when I haven't time to go any further. The Wonderdog loves it as he gets to meet his mates, the other neighbourhood pooches, who have the Common as their default 20 minute walk too.
In the mid-morning, when we show up, there's a mix of people around. Some are striding purposefully to the tube station in their business attire, clearly stressed about being late for work. Others are throwing balls for their dogs. Neighbours greet one another, and shoot the breeze. Joggers trot by. Mums push babies in prams. And, all the while, the never-ending London traffic snakes menacingly around the perimeter as though it's got us penned in and resents our little bit of green.
This morning as I approached the Common I was delighted by the yellow gleam of the flowers in the distance. They sort of lit up what was otherwise a rather grey, hazy start to my day.
And I for one can get distracted very easily with all this cheerful, golden, wonderfulness that's blossoming all over the grass.
And all the best for the weekend,