get it gaga

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.…

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads
in sprightly dance.…
—William Wordsworth

Today is my half birthday. 6 more months, and these will really be blooming.

"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream." - Vincent Van Gogh