On this day, two hundred and fifty years ago, William Wordsworth was born at Cockermouth in the Lake District, Cumberland.
Reading Wordsworth's familiar line "I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats on high o'er vales and hills" holds an added poignancy today as we enter into our third week of 'lockdown'.
The last of the late daffodils are having a final flourish before taking their leave until next year. Natures restorative moments are all around for us to appreciate and enjoy.
Currently life does feel like being trapped in a dark place with no light to be seen, but we must all slowly move forward. Soon we will reach the light and be in a better place.