Bradner Flower Show ...

Lucky me ...I spent Sunday with my Mom & Dad (Daughter was studying for exams) at the Bradner Flower Show. Bradner is a tiny little village in the Fraser Valley and honestly it was fun to see so many country sites like, Cattle, Horses, Lamas & feathered friends .... lots of acerage .... barns bigger than anything i could have imagined ... green houses and blueberry and flower fields that stretched on and on and on. So Bradner is "famous" for its daffodil farms ... and there were a couple of hundred hybrids for us to admire. Sadly most of the bulbs are shipped to Europe as North Americans don't buy that many bulbs ... i was totally surprised to learn this ... i do love spring flowering bulbs! Here are a few that i really liked ... enjoy! And as always .... thanks for stopping by!

Daffodils

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;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils

by William Wordsworth