Hawthorn Hollow is a wildlife sanctuary that is beloved by our family. On Saturday my daughter and I hiked there earlier than we have ever been able to before in spring. The daffodils were riotously blooming, more than I have ever seen in one place. I started to tell her about Wordsworth's poem and she composed one on the spot, recording her words on her phone to write down later. I wonder what Wordsworth would think of that. A lovely day in an incredibly lovely place. So glad she thought of hiking there.