Daffodil Hill

I found my thrill... (I know it was on Blueberry Hill, but that song keeps running through my head whenever I think "Daffodil Hill")

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.

~ William Wordsworth

Joanne commented that she couldn’t wait to see the daffodils.  I am not sure they are worth the excitement of a cliffhanger so I decided not to make Joanne or you all wait.  Photographing Daffodil Hill is easy.  Getting good images is not.

You see, Daffodil Hill at Lake View Cemetery is a good sized hill.  As I mentioned in a previous post, 100,000 bulbs were planted in the 1940s.  Left to their own devices, daffodils will cheerfully naturalize an area.  The daffodils on Daffodil Hill have been happily growing, stretching, and spreading for over 70 years so who knows how many daffodils there are on Daffodil Hill?  (Is this starting to sound a little like a tongue twister?)

The last time I tried to photograph Daffodil Hill, it didn’t work out well.  I went for wide views which ended up looking like lots of yellow dots amidst the green.  That gives you a good idea of how many flowers there are, but it doesn’t really capture the beauty of all those sunny little heads waving about on the hill.

It’s also easy to overexpose yellows and whites, particularly with a bright, cloudy sky like we had above us on Saturday.  Dark, gloomy clouds are so much better for taking photos of bright flowers.  They make the colors pop.  Bright white overcast skies, on the other hand, blow out the color and light.

So I tried something different this year.  I worked in small sections.  This method worked much better than trying for the panoramic view.  You can still see that there are numerous daffodils, and you can also tell that they are daffodils and not generic little yellow dots scattered across the landscape.

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.

~ William Wordsworth

The trouble with this method, though, is that I’m probably boring you to tears with all the Daffodil Hill photos.  One more and then I’ll switch to something else.

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If I’ve missed anyone who has nominated me lately, please accept my apologies.  I am having a tough time keeping up lately, but am grateful for the blog love.  I ♥ you all, too.

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Tulip magnolia

I think that about does it for today’s post.  Thank you for visiting.  It’s a gorgeous day here in the Bogs.  A little chilly, but the sun makes up for the nip in the air.  Perfect hiking weather.  The flowers and trees seem to have survived last night’s dip into the 20s without any lasting harm.  There was a little droopiness in the daffodils and tulips this morning, but they have bounced back.  Spring seems determined to have her way.

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