I'd go dancing with you Geo. if the poor old body would allow me but unfortunately my dancing days are long gone. Loved your words though.
Thank you, Mimsie. I'm honored.
I can't wait to see the dance of the daffodils this spring. Hopefully, they won't have to dance in the snow.
Weather seems to have trouble getting the proper rhythm this year, but we can solidly predict daffodils.
How I miss daffodils and their bravado, showing up as they do when the grass is still a little crunchy.
Oh yes, and from their trumpets comes a brief tantara to Spring.