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...
This quote from Wordsworth graces the stone at the beginning of the Wordsworth Daffodil Garden at St. Oswald's Church in Grasmere. Wordsworth lived nearby in Rydal and, from what I can gather, attended services at St. Oswald's. He even planted 8 yew trees in the churchyard and he and his family are buried near one.
I find old graveyards and tombstones fascinating. Each stone pays tribute, some simply, others in grander style.
They mark a life, hopefully, well lived and well loved.
20 years ago, I sat in this churchyard for quite a while, enjoying the solitude as well as the company of a small bird who lit on the bench next to me...no doubt hoping for a crumb to be thrown its way...
taking in the shapes,
scents and sounds of the area.
What had been a sleepy little village on our last visit was a bustling small town yesterday. It's good to see Grasmere thriving.
And the birds still provide company at lunch.